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Soft and weary, tired eyes, She is broken from all the lies. In search of a new life ahead; But still wanting to be dead. Trapped between death and life, To her wrist, she can press the knife. Although, it will never go through As she still wants to be alive too.
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Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 10:27 AM UTC
Tired Hope
Soft and weary, tired eyes, She is broken from all the lies. In search of a new life ahead; But still wanting to be dead. Trapped between death and life, To her wrist, she can press the knife. Although, it will never go through As she still wants to be alive too.
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Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 10:27 AM UTC
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