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Jan 2019
Never give up;
My hands are shaking, bruises mark them
My legs are numb, numb with no feeling
My wet cheeks feel like I can swim in them
My eyes cry more tears then the sea
Yet I tell myself
“Never give up”.
A hand swings, like a bird for prey
It collides with my pale skin, SMACK!
More, more come down like rain to the ground
Smack! Crash!
Then they stop and the doors open
Then they close
‘Never give up’ I whisper.
Time flies slowly, like blood dripping from a wound
Slowly. Time is never on my side.
Then again, nothing is.
I have no shoulder to cry on,
I do not have the feeling of love in my heart.
I have no friends,
But still, I tell myself to go on,
With only the words ;
“Never give up”.
Isaac
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Isaac  FTM/'Burning in hell'
(FTM/'Burning in hell')   
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