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Jun 2018
sometimes
some times
i want to die.

my heart turns inside
out and pulses
like
the slowing thump
of a
dying animal on
the
side of the road.

most times
i want to die.

i feel sick with every
gulp and
gasp of
air.

times like these
i want to die.

days like these
i want to die.

hours like these
i want to die.

right this moment
i want to die.
i'm sorry.
Anna Coopey
Written by
Anna Coopey  17/Gender Fluid
(17/Gender Fluid)   
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   Austin Ryskamp
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