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I'm thinking of ending things

by Kenko

I'm made of now I'm melting This is unbearable This is unbearable This is unbearable I'm made of snow I'm melting This is unbearable This is unbearable This is unbearable I can't believe I made through winter Just to be cut short by the summer This is unbearable I'm made of snow But my chest hurts Everything hurts This is unbearable
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Written by
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20 / M / London
Published
Dec 28, 2020
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