too young

I am too young to feel all this I scream. A voice comes back. It says… you have yet to be born, little one. it doesn’t phase me at all. I stand knee deep in my vicious regrets. not surrendering. not now. not ever. suddenly I start to laugh. loud. creating an invincible storm filled with misguided pride and fantastic arrogance. standing strong. starting to tear down the fucking wall. 

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