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I'm losing my mind. Trying to find a will to survive. I've made it 27 years Forcing breath To enter and exit my lungs. Maybe I'm someone Destined to join the 27 club. Morbid as **** Im just tired. Beer bottles. Whisky lullabys. ******* lines. Shots to survive. Pills eating away my insides. My chest ******* aches. Love is by far The worst ever pain. I'm becoming dull And numb. Falling down the inevitable Rabbit hole. I've already lost my soul. I'm gone dude. Black skies. Black eyes. No ties to my former life. **** all of you. **** you. I'm done.
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
Black Skies
I'm losing my mind. Trying to find a will to survive. I've made it 27 years Forcing breath To enter and exit my lungs. Maybe I'm someone Destined to join the 27 club. Morbid as **** Im just tired. Beer bottles. Whisky lullabys. ******* lines. Shots to survive. Pills eating away my insides. My chest ******* aches. Love is by far The worst ever pain. I'm becoming dull And numb. Falling down the inevitable Rabbit hole. I've already lost my soul. I'm gone dude. Black skies. Black eyes. No ties to my former life. **** all of you. **** you. I'm done.
Biscuit1389
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
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