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What's the point anymore?
I curl up and cry on the floor
is life worth it?
I want to commit
should I end it all?
I feel so small
does anyone care?
the skin on my wrist is beginning to tear
will it get better?
the blood-soaked carpet is getting wetter
these are the questions I ask myself each night
until I begin to feel alright
KR Sep 2019
I contradict the universe
I live in an upside down
Surrounded by the fog of a hot breath
Black is the day when it rains on the mountain
The Fog lifts and death lies on my back
lonesome and rightside
Are you happy now?
Destiny annalia Mar 2018
:):
they say censorship causes blindness,
id rather be blind than in this mindset

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