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Closed windows; Shutted door. Covered in sheets, On my bedroom floor... A new year night, Yet a pitiful sight. Knew it wasnt right, But i wasn't putting up a fight. Isolated mind; With suicidal thoughts. Pain; imaginary, So i didnt fought... A story of a past, Still haunting the present. A messed up "me", The sight wasn't pleasant... Already knew I was losing control, And a promise was all That was saving this soul...
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 9:13 AM UTC
"Control"
Closed windows; Shutted door. Covered in sheets, On my bedroom floor... A new year night, Yet a pitiful sight. Knew it wasnt right, But i wasn't putting up a fight. Isolated mind; With suicidal thoughts. Pain; imaginary, So i didnt fought... A story of a past, Still haunting the present. A messed up "me", The sight wasn't pleasant... Already knew I was losing control, And a promise was all That was saving this soul...
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 9:13 AM UTC
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