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Aug 2021
nothing left to give
i ate all the bread crumps
no trace left of who i thought i was
time creeping in on me
arms wide open
im not afraid
im nothing
SO COME ON AND TAKE ME ALREADY!
soul ******
jest a shell remains
is that why you haven’t come?
HAVE I NOT EVEN DEATH TO GIVE??
Tekan
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