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Dec 2019
I can’t stop feeling all these empty spaces.
It's like waiting by a phone that won't ring,
take a look around its only me.
the world is quiet while I scream
and the cuts…
The cuts are so deep, but you’re not
around to stop the bleed.  **** I
hate me. What more could be said
In an empty room full of only regret.  

-SNP
SwordNPen
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SwordNPen  23/M
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