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Dec 2018
I'm losing every shred
And it fills me with dread
My sanity slipping
My blood dripping
Seeing things not visible
Hearing whats not there
I could never care
Not for myself
Others put me on the high shelf
Out of there way
Gone. To be seen another day
I cant take it anymore
Losing my sanity as if I'm in a terrible war
Dementis exsequi volo. nunc autem quaeritis me interficere hominem. daemones
Zachery
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Zachery  17/M/USA
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