The last string snapped,
And I don't know what to do.
I feel empty inside,
Like I'm breaking down.
No.
I've broke down already.
But somehow,
I'm still going.
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PoesiaTake a look inside my mind. Into my rants, vents, strange poems and random insights. My mind is a scary place, so enter with caution. WARNING: I tend to get a little... Dark. If at any time you find anything I've written to be triggering, please sto...
