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Aug 2017
Alone- broken and tired,
Body is still, face is numb,
Brain rewired,
Heart is dumb.
I’m so tired of being tired.

They dismantled the cords- swore on a liar.
I stand trial for my sins.
Tear me apart. Watch me expire.
Abandonment always wins.
I don’t miss this.

The lamb approaches slaughter,
Hands are pinned, breathing shallows.
She forgets everything they taught her.
The hangman is hanging from the gallows.
I don’t miss this.

I do not want to be missed,
Forgotten by the one I kissed.
Breathe in the smoke,
I’m forgotten by the discontent I awoke.
I don’t miss this.
Mack
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Mack  16/F
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