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Apr 2014
I feel so heavy….
My knees buckle
the pain sharpens
my chest explodes
I should be free
I should be happy
it was my choice after all
so why do I feel like I am dying still
why is it heavier sharper colder…..
you aren’t gone or are you?
I sit here now regretting it
Am I insane???
Vice D Krashdif
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