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I put my hand on my chest Where my heart used to beat The drum that it played So soft and so sweet Now it’s lefty empty So hollow and cold Just whispers of memories Of the stories once told The foundation is crumbling The walls starting to crack So I’ll just close my eyes And let the world fade to black
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TheMostOptimisticPessimist
25 / F
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Written by
TheMostOptimisticPessimist
25 / F
Published
Aug 4, 2023
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#suicide#depression#anxiety#loneliness#sadness#life#mentalhealth
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