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Dec 2020
I lost my fight,
I release my fate,
Now I am gone cold
Lying on a steel bed;
I will never cry again,
I will never slit my pulse,
No more blood stains on my sheets,
No more smacking on my headβ€”
I was once in a battlefield
But I never win the fight,
Now I am cold
And forever will close my eyes.
From Coffin Of Thoughts in Wattpad
wizmorrison
Written by
wizmorrison  22/F/Elm Street
(22/F/Elm Street)   
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