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3d
the end is coming for me
i can feel it in my bones
hunting down the last of my will
like a predator and it’s prey

i see the signs everywhere i look
everything and all is wrong

so for my last act of strength

instead of being left behind
this time i’m the one leaving
all these years of holding on to the hope that one day it gets better, but for me, it truly never did
Written by
Rose  19/F/VA
(19/F/VA)   
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     rick, Maybelater2 and RobbieG
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