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Apr 2018
I woke up this morning
maybe this will be the day
I thought
you'll say the words
that finally **** me

they'll swallow me whole
rip out my insides
tear my body to pieces
burn any remanence of my existence

but nothing happened
and I got busy

so maybe ill just await death until tomorrow
Written by
fluorescent  20/F/New York City
(20/F/New York City)   
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