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Traveling thunder And rolling lies Thoughts down under And scarred thighs Slashed feelings and thoughts of suicide Oh when god, when will I die? I’m feeling stuck, **** I’m stuck So why god, why, why am I alone? Scarred thighs Scarred lies Scarred wrists And feelings dismissed I’ll open the bottle and count One, Two, All the way to thirteen Thirteen and I’m done. Thirteen and I’m free. Thirteen.
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
Thirteen
Traveling thunder And rolling lies Thoughts down under And scarred thighs Slashed feelings and thoughts of suicide Oh when god, when will I die? I’m feeling stuck, **** I’m stuck So why god, why, why am I alone? Scarred thighs Scarred lies Scarred wrists And feelings dismissed I’ll open the bottle and count One, Two, All the way to thirteen Thirteen and I’m done. Thirteen and I’m free. Thirteen.
Can you tell I’m feeling down? Have a goodnight saplings. -TR
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
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