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Dec 2023
My head is filled with all these thoughts
Dark thoughts
It never stops, it just keeps spinning, keeps molding.

It keeps dreaming, wishing and hoping

On a way out of this live
Dark thoughts but peaceful to plan

In a dark tunnel with only one way out
Only one solution

The tunnel is full of agony. Can't stay in here for much longer.

Longing for the end
Longing to be free
The best gift I could receive is the dead to me
Written by
fibro  23/F/Belgium
(23/F/Belgium)   
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   Jeremy Betts
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