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Sep 2020
i am in need of comfort and utter care
i carry this world on shoulders that cannot bare
any more

i weep no longer
no more hope for sovereign
a moshpit in my head
i cant even go to bed

i dont want to die
but i dont want to live

a deafening screech fills the void
my soul in torment and you arent help
i think they forgot about me
im alone

ill drop this world and pray for mercy
my shoulders give up, i failed. im sorry
Braden
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Braden  18/M/USA
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