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Sep 2020
Despair
Despair
Despair
Coming into one or two pairs
I cry sometimes but I also wish I was alive
Does death really mean agony?
Isn’t it just another way to feel free?
A trainwreck
Despising the life that it has been given
And each time is worst than the other
Opening my eyes is a disaster
Crooked creeks and national rejoicedness
Happy and free
Free meaning not expensive
Why should I be free
When I am the only person I don’t aspire to be
I am crying I am dying I am laughing I am praying
Every single day
Starting to feel
Immortality
scrambled thoughts just like my eggs
Eva
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Eva  21/F/SS
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