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i have lost the will to live for a week or two waiting in purgatory for that sacred simple text 'hey‘ or something like that deceiving myself best i tell myself i will be okay i tell god that i feel like im among the dead, waiting to be resurrected, why does he make me ***** still? eyes forward to the future even if it’s obscured by him my eyes needing sutures and his weight on my limbs
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 5:59 AM UTC
sutures
i have lost the will to live for a week or two waiting in purgatory for that sacred simple text 'hey‘ or something like that deceiving myself best i tell myself i will be okay i tell god that i feel like im among the dead, waiting to be resurrected, why does he make me ***** still? eyes forward to the future even if it’s obscured by him my eyes needing sutures and his weight on my limbs
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 5:59 AM UTC
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