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Dec 2020
sick and crumbling from sweated sheets onto the ground
i don't want to be found like this, don't want to be seen
cause my body's giving up, my weakness, it's so lame
keeling over in pain and illness, i say

"go away"
but i don't want you to go away
i'm afraid to die alone... hey
NO
Written by
Anastasiya Antropova  26/Agender
(26/Agender)   
365
   Lizzie
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