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May 2018
Death doesn’t scare me anymore as much as rejection does,
To be denied by someone who already knows me,
Who I once was?
Would terrify my soul,
Cause I wouldn’t have control;
Who wants to die,
To wake up and be told they aren’t loved anymore?
No matter the struggle. There will always be better days.
Written by
M-PAC  23/M
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