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Mar 2020
One day.

One day, I'll know peace.
One day I will know love, maybe.
One day,  my existence will cease,
One day the reaper will come for me.

My mind is going to a place, where everything is black.
My sanity is going away again, and it's not coming back.
I wanna cry like a lost baby
I tell myself I love my life,
Its a lie I tell myself daily.

I am alive, but my spirit feels dead.
I'm breathing, but every breath is filled with dread.

One day,  my existence will cease,
One day my reaper will come for me.

Thomas James Tom
3/5/2019
Thomas James Tom
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