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Mar 2014
slowly
the walls are
closing in
surrounding me in
the puddles of my own pity
and sadness
i feel as though
i'm being gagged
like I'm choking
on something that
isn't really
there,
some people say
its the sadness eating me up inside
and others say
its not a big deal,
but they don't know
how i feel when it's
3 a.m.,
while the moonlight shines through
my white blinds,
onto my pale face,
while invisible tears
stream down my face,
onto my wrists,
covered in blood.


m.g.
mg
Written by
mg  where i am now.
(where i am now.)   
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