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Apr 2014
I want to die
I want to die small

I want to lie in my coffin
scars and bones

I want to be so skeletal that it doesnt matter if you dig me up

1 week
or
20 years

after i am buried because i will look exactly the same

i want to die this disgusting fairy
riddled with bad breath and osteoporosis

frozen like a gargoyle from pain
hairless and toothless
i do not want to be like this, im sorry if this triggered anyone and i am NOT trying to romanticize anything. Mental health is sent from hell.
Lavina Akari
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Lavina Akari
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