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i've always wanted to die ever since 4th grade even when i'm happy i'm nonexistent if dead so why be alive? but i breathe instead in this cozy grave i made i just don't wish to transfer my pain so i keep inside of my veins but as i grow older, my bones frail love feels colder sing "sweet nightingale" makes me a bit bolder, it's easier to bail with a devil on my shoulder demons drift me off to hell i was frozen you broke me free that wasn't the life i've chosen dragged me out to sea you should've drowned me we die as we are born, vulnerable and torn you create too much, leave people in the dust we live as we die smile and cry it's not worth this life isn't a gift but i'm too scared to drift back to sea
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
back to sea
i've always wanted to die ever since 4th grade even when i'm happy i'm nonexistent if dead so why be alive? but i breathe instead in this cozy grave i made i just don't wish to transfer my pain so i keep inside of my veins but as i grow older, my bones frail love feels colder sing "sweet nightingale" makes me a bit bolder, it's easier to bail with a devil on my shoulder demons drift me off to hell i was frozen you broke me free that wasn't the life i've chosen dragged me out to sea you should've drowned me we die as we are born, vulnerable and torn you create too much, leave people in the dust we live as we die smile and cry it's not worth this life isn't a gift but i'm too scared to drift back to sea
anniecammie
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
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