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Jun 2017
Sad
Hey.
Hi.
Hello.

I am not
Okay.

I want to disappear.

I look at myself in the mirror
or I struggle to
the way people find it hard
to look at
mistakes

There's the urge to erase,
to leave no marks or traces behind.

While the world continues to revolve.

Without.
Me.
Written by
Mikaail  17/M/London
(17/M/London)   
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     fueledbysadness, Lioness, unnamed and Zero Nine
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