Or what angle you turn to...
You will never see my body the way I see it...
You will never know all that I know...
You will never realize all I've known...
You will never move like I move...
You will never say what I want to say...
You will never feel what I feel...
And you will never hear what my voices say...
Jesster Ketchupp
I write for the same reason I breathe, it's the only thing keeping me alive...
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