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Mar 2016
I can feel it
I can taste the taste of poison
Lingering in my mouth
My lungs filled up to the brim
And with every breath I let out

Black thorns entwine my heart
Leaving barely any space for it to beat
I dream of being taken by my sorrows
Dark winds swaying me off my feet
And numbing the pain eternally
I fantasize of being saved by death
Sweet nothingness taking me over
I wish to no longer be
This world is no place for me
Arielle Dawn
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Arielle Dawn  20/F/Amsterdam
(20/F/Amsterdam)   
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     ---, Silvana Franco, m, --- and Faded
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