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Aug 2018
I’ve been trying.
So close to dying
Constantly bleeding
Forever seeking,
A way, a will to stay alive.
Faltering,
The restraint
The fight
I just might break
In two.
A painful death for a pained soul.
That prays to never grow old.
Trapped
Hidden
Cold

Alone...
Written by
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