I'd be lying if I said I didn't crave death like how lonely people crave love.
Trying so hard to grasp onto this dear life was given. Oblivious to all the good & dilated to all the wicked goods. Precious things surrounds me but my touch is unworthy.
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RandomThoughts & Poems. Enjoy I guess I sunk my face into my palms. Trying so hard to let out these tears but I couldn't even breath. then i stopped to wonder. If that was what I really wanted. wouldn't everything be better if I wasn't breathing . Wouldn'...
