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Every minute is a century,
When I can't fall asleep.

Evasive peace.
Please...

It's getting hard to breathe...


Stop.
Breathe.
Hold.
It's going to be okay.


Sleep
fustypetals Jun 2019
I stop writing
cause I stopped being sad

but do we need to be sad
to make beautiful words
comes out from our minds?
Mystic Ink Plus Jun 2019
If it's real

At one point
They may break
Your soul

Live
Love
Peace
Genre: Dark Experimental
Theme: 11:11 || Reflections
How much do you want me to do?
How much will be enough?
When will it stop?
When can I just...
Stop?
I'm so ******* done with life.
Alexander May 2019
You aren’t the designated anchor,
For the person who can’t get it together.
Mary May 2019
Your words are like an arsenic drip
  slowly destroying me from the inside
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