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Sinking in a stifling room, sunken eyes Staring at sights that were never seen, I torture this being that was once me. With tarnished skin taunting, innocence Inflamed, I lose myself to that madness And in this demise, I dwell, desperately. No more energy can I embrace, no more Can people force forgiveness on my failings - In this worthless state, so weak, I plead that the breath begone.
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
called from being
Sinking in a stifling room, sunken eyes Staring at sights that were never seen, I torture this being that was once me. With tarnished skin taunting, innocence Inflamed, I lose myself to that madness And in this demise, I dwell, desperately. No more energy can I embrace, no more Can people force forgiveness on my failings - In this worthless state, so weak, I plead that the breath begone.
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20/M/a decade that evaded me
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
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