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Apr 2014
5 pm
I want comfort

6 pm
I found misery instead.

7 pm
I want to slit my throat,

8 pm
I think I've lost my head.

9 pm
I seek destruction,

10 pm
Please put me on my deathbed.

11 pm
I only breathe,

12 pm
You might as well consider me dead.
one day I timed myself and watched how bad I felt as night came and the hours went by.
Zaynub
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