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Sep 2014
I'm so tired and done with pretending I'm fine
so just for tonight
I'm taking off my mask
and I'm gonna be weak
I'm worn out
I'm beat
my fighting spirit has left
I can't even speak
All I can do is poison myself
stare at the moon
and wish for some peace

I need a forest to wander
I need to get lost in some trees
I need you to forget me so I won't feel so guilty
if I choose eternal sleep
Mychael LooseArrow
Written by
Mychael LooseArrow  Denver, CO
(Denver, CO)   
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   Gavin Barnard
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