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Aug 2018
Don't think that I want to die
Its just that I don't want to live
A chained life where I can't fly
Some things, I just can't forgive

Head in my hands, I think I'm done
Sleep wont heal an exhausted soul
Why even fight, the demons have won
Where there should be a heart, there's an empty hole

Monsters rampage through my mind
I don't think I'll ever be fine again
Everything good, I've left behind
My resolve to press on is wearing thin

The eternal sleep beckons to me
It seems like such a easy way out
A cut, a swallow, and I'll be free
Me, this world could exist without
Written by
Ekaterina Vorona
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