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Feb 4
I’m tired of feeling everything all at once
They fight, I take the wounds.
I smile
A mask to hide my tears
While my heart rots with the tortured corpses

They’ll never know I’m dying
Or understand
Or care
And yet I’m scared to close the doors
For what is one moment of respite if I lose the key again?
Emotional exhaustion due to being over sensitive. It’s like I feel too much and it gets overwhelming.
Lostling
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Lostling  Visiting my grave
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   Yuzuko, Lyle and Sammy
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