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Feb 2018
I don't wanna feel anything anymore,
All I want is to be numb,
I lie awake in bed at night,
Hoping that death will come,
Already held on for so long,
To a sliver of hope,
But I've run out of ways,
To help myself cope,
The pain is too strong,
I push out my last breath,
It's finally here,
The one they call death.
Written by
LPpoetry
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