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Dec 2014
Weights surround
Falling sideways, never down

Thoughts drawn to the arm
Get out, find friends, no more scars

Walking, leave the body and see
Don't want to stay anymore, be

One more day, make it one more
Time stands still, a second an hour

In apathy, we hope... no.
Goodbye. Can't cope.
Written by
Tristan
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