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Death and Proclemation

Goodbye unkind world How I wish it wasn’t so No relief have I found In my blackened soul It never seems to relent And lingers by my side Some kind of sick fantasy That plagues your mind I have held on for so long And waited for what never came I’m so sick of staring into the ceiling There’s no one left to blame I feel as a scoffer held out on the street Watching other in delight While slowly I retreat But it is not by my choice That I have met such disdain No matter how much I attempt This emptiness seems to hang And for such times to look back On the abundant joys that abound Now seem to fade into oblivion As I begin to slowly drown The only time I feel alive Is that of a revelrous sin How lonely am I in this room As liquid drips over my chin How much I had dreamed That you wouldn’t find me like this Please don’t be sorrowed I have finally found bliss
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22 / M / The Dirty South
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Aug 7, 2018
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