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And bringing my mom flowers when she’s sad I been chasing a high I’ll never feel again While spending every dollar I’ve ever had I’ve withered away to nothing Scattered bruises cover every inch of my pale skin Make up hides the tired black eyes If only it could shade the feelings within I’ve never felt a pain like this The unknowing of my future The friends who come to my funeral Who say we tried to help her. I’ve never felt so alone, How can the person I love make me feel so unwanted Maybe I’m just a temporary fix An empty soul, forever haunted.
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Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 4:27 PM UTC
I stopped making my bed
And bringing my mom flowers when she’s sad I been chasing a high I’ll never feel again While spending every dollar I’ve ever had I’ve withered away to nothing Scattered bruises cover every inch of my pale skin Make up hides the tired black eyes If only it could shade the feelings within I’ve never felt a pain like this The unknowing of my future The friends who come to my funeral Who say we tried to help her. I’ve never felt so alone, How can the person I love make me feel so unwanted Maybe I’m just a temporary fix An empty soul, forever haunted.
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30/F/New York
Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 4:27 PM UTC
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