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I'm scared to live In a world with no taste. A place where everyone has cuts On their wrist, stomach, and waist. I'm scared to die The last feeling of being uncomfortable. The thought of still living and waking up in a hospital. I hate the sense of knowing what's to come I hate the feeling of being numb. I don't want to feel any more feelings I don't want to feel any more healing I want to disappear not die just to disappear. And be alone.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
Scared
I'm scared to live In a world with no taste. A place where everyone has cuts On their wrist, stomach, and waist. I'm scared to die The last feeling of being uncomfortable. The thought of still living and waking up in a hospital. I hate the sense of knowing what's to come I hate the feeling of being numb. I don't want to feel any more feelings I don't want to feel any more healing I want to disappear not die just to disappear. And be alone.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
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