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1994-2020
My pain screams at the top of its lungs,
Remembering all the: “if you need me(s)” now with silent tongues.
Demons storm in and begin to cloud my heart,
The spell of darkness showers and leaves its unsolicited mark.
My mouth stays still as I’m left without words,
Yet my mind fills with suicidal thoughts flooding in herds.
I wonder how it was to live my past life?
I hope...
Thursday 18th February 2021 10:05 pm
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