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clouds swirling up in the sky above me depression like a funnel waiting to devour me to conquer me to finish me off in the end would it even matter? A waste of precious space Getting in your way Although a Part of me Wishes you would ask me to stay I don't want to fight anymore why should i even try? but I am not fighting this alone I have to remain strong for all the people I love
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC
The Funnel
clouds swirling up in the sky above me depression like a funnel waiting to devour me to conquer me to finish me off in the end would it even matter? A waste of precious space Getting in your way Although a Part of me Wishes you would ask me to stay I don't want to fight anymore why should i even try? but I am not fighting this alone I have to remain strong for all the people I love
tiffany-14
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC
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