And for my convictions, I was convicted. A liar, a cheater, and a fraud, I was called. None of the convictions were true, except my conviction to maintain love and friendship. There was no right or wrong in the folly that followed, but merely falsehoods flung attacking my freedoms. The damages caused were true emotions, […]

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Into madness I’d follow you.

And on those first days, 5am would be the time I’d say goodbye. And now, time merely taunts me.