Katelyn Ross


Biography of Katelyn Ross

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut, my weakness is that I care too much. And my scars remind me that the past is real. I year my heart open just to feel.
- Scars by Papa Roach

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Death

Death is anger, agony and despair
Death is white like a ghost; nothing to kill or die for
Death is bitter and hauntes you in your sleep
Death is something knowone can excape
Death is not the end, but a new begining.

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