'They made me a murder of myself.
Hurting to point I don't feel anything,
breaking to point where nothing matters more.'
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PoetryC Y N I C A L° °cynical thinking #26 - feelbetter #173 - poeticjustice
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'They made me a murder of myself.
Hurting to point I don't feel anything,
breaking to point where nothing matters more.'
