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on the edge.

by ennlighten

no matter how much i try to keep holding on, change my ways, and look in the goddamn mirror that i hate so much, i just can't see a different kind of me. crying myself to the temporary peace of slumber, sometimes i wish it would last forever and ever. don't you get too close, for i lose all common sense when i no longer see the light. i'm sorry.
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Written by
ennlighten
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Written by
ennlighten
Non-binary
Published
Mar 22, 2021
Time
1m
Notes

i've hit rock bottom.

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#sadness#void#darkness#cry#hate#personal#freeverse#trauma
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