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Apr 2018
Did you think it was fake?
Did you think I was joking?
The **** I used to say to you
You pushed it away,
Set me straight,
And for once I wasnt helpless.

But I feel like I'm fighting it by myself now
You don't have time for this **** anymore.

Everyone has their own demons,
And nobody has time for mine.
I'm behind closed doors
******* holding a rope and a nine
Or I wished that I was.
And if you're reading this online
I'm still here,
A coward
If you're reading this on my phone
It's because I wanted you to see
I scream for help but nobody's listening.

If you're reading this on a note,
It's too late.
****.
I'm sorry.
I don't normally swear in poetry but I wrote this a while ago with a lot of anger. I've decided to finally upload this with the encouraging words of another creative mind.
Jason Elliot
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Jason Elliot  M/UK
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   Hannah Marr
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