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Words are so cheap these days, I can’t even find the right words to describe this feeling inside, should I laugh at the pain or breakdown and cry, all along it was all just a lie, can’t even find a reason why, I cut the words I feel inside, ‘****’ I think it was this time, how can I live with this memory, even when I forget I’m somehow still remembering, why doesn’t it ever go away, my soul left my body that day, I don’t even think I’m truly here, why would I even want to stay here, memory on replay, the worlds worst broken track, somehow I’m still intact, but that’s only on the surface, my legs and arms show another story, my minds bleeding thoughts of a looming suicide.
**** feeling I want to forget
Written by
Bettlejuice  F/Earth
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