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Sep 2018
nothing waits for me except eternal darkness,
for, I want to splurge my existence in that void,
the abyss of harmlessness.

so, here I rise with a blade in my hand, listening to pink floyd,
and there, it pierced my wrist,
I never felt more alive.
As I sink lower into that grey chasm,
I fall deeper and deeper into the fate I have written,
fearing I may regret this, one day.
-@enchantingnachokitten
Khushi Batra
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Khushi Batra  19/F
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