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Nov 2018
I don’t need you yet why are you always present in my mind, stop making me think that I need you when all you do is cause me

Harm.

Suffocating, harsh, a plague, my thoughts like daggers pricking making it seem like I’m not okay,, I seek the

Silence.

Cold, dark, static..



a voice whispering to me like a friend. It understands me... fake, cruel, faint..
Bri
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