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Jun 2021
I always have these thoughts
late at night
maybe its time to say goodbye
maybe its time to fly high
it never really felt right
to try and put up a fight,
ill let the tides
take me in.
maybe i never really felt okay?
never had someone truly stay
I've been rotting
my brain
each day
hoping
to
pass
away,
ju
st

l
i
k
e

y
o
u
.
Written by
melissa  F
(F)   
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