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Mar 2019
this is the type of lost where you feel like killing yourself
it’s a lonesome feeling and you can’t even bother asking for help
who would you ask anyways
the depression just perseveres for days
you aren’t any part of who you used to be
you keep telling yourself you should leave
maybe running away will bring you to an understanding
you just don’t get why your emotions are so demanding
this is the type of lost that makes it hard to breathe
it’s a lonesome feeling that drowns you in your grief
you just want it to stop
please make it stop...
Parker
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Parker  22/F/Florida
(22/F/Florida)   
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       Moonlight, Traveler, Graff1980 and TSPoetry
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