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first poem: dying is healing
Giving a go at writing . let me know what you think
Waves of anguish crush my skull
and self mutilation presents itself
the time is now
im scared,
im sick,
the haze over my eyes is thick
love myself, just a tale
for in reality
all i do is fail
Dreams of my ending
head in a noose and feet in grease
the answer
to cure this never ending disease
makes this pain cease
invisible is what i want
noone can see me
judge me
accuse me anymore
im sorry
no more dealing
im done
dying is healing
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"I AM TAKING OFF LIKE UNDERWEAR IN AN ORGY!"
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