as the blade
dances on my skin,
as the pills
slide down my throat,
as the smoke
of the cigarettes
fills my lungs,
i find peace.
then i realised,
death
is my one true friend
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC
as the blade
dances on my skin,
as the pills
slide down my throat,
as the smoke
of the cigarettes
fills my lungs,
i find peace.
then i realised,
death
is my one true friend
//deadly thoughts are filling my brain//
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