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Not livin,
Not dead,
Yet...
Cold, empty,
Bloody,
Angry,
Breathin...
Sadly.
Dark,
Dry,
Cry,
Die.
Cold steel,
Sharp,
Through my hear..
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Dark, silence.
Heavy breathing.
Step after step.
Running.
A scream in the distance,
Exhaustion puttin up resistance.
It steps out from the dark,
Run...
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Written in the hopes that my emotions die...didn't work.
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To the readers: i don't hate any of you.
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Writer was buggin me to post this...lol. Just kiddin :) hope you like it.
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I'm dead,
My hands, my head,
Bullet holes they had,
Lines like these you've read,
Many times before.
It feels like dread.
Got a cigarette,
Do you ha..
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Thanks for reading:)
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It's another pile of my crappy words. enjoy
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