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Sat in silence, A minute passes, An hour. Silence overwhelms me, Like a blanket, Suffocating me. Hand shaking, Ink stains blotting A once Perfect sheet of paper. Scarlet dripping on the floor, As my breathing becomes shallow Slowly Fading Away Until there's nothing left of me But the empty shell, Of what I once was
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Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
Going, Going, Gone
Sat in silence, A minute passes, An hour. Silence overwhelms me, Like a blanket, Suffocating me. Hand shaking, Ink stains blotting A once Perfect sheet of paper. Scarlet dripping on the floor, As my breathing becomes shallow Slowly Fading Away Until there's nothing left of me But the empty shell, Of what I once was
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Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
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