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Mar 2021
I took the medicine to save me
But oh how lucky it erased me
No, not even a trace of me
Suddenly I moved gracefully
Before the side effects overcame me
And I saw only black and white again
My only memory of me before then
I was sitting by an old oak tree
Within myself I found peace
Something let me off the leash
Now Iā€™m crumpled up inside
The lights too bright it hurts my eyes
Everything is rotten fruit
Craters are bullet wounds left on the moon
And Iā€™m gone, though the cracks again
No one can find me
I am bursting through the seams
Now I know what dying means
Kaitland
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Kaitland  28/F/Hollyweird
(28/F/Hollyweird)   
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