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Shell

by irsorai

Empty as a broken drawer, The breathing slowing Drowning in hollow thoughts. You are alive but not living. You are aware of nothingness. & you are grooved in the habit. I am empty, broken, slowing breathing, & drowning in thoughts. You are cemented... There... that... I am alone!
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irsorai
31 / F
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Written by
irsorai
31 / F
Published
Dec 30, 2018
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1m
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30/12/2018 - 7:45am

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#alone#sadness#love#mistreated#upset#mad#annoyed#selfish
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