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Poetry

I'm loosing myself, I'm losing my soul and when the book ends so will I. So come with me as we delve into my madness once last time.

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by psico_pata

by psico_pata

Ugh nothing.

Nothing at all,

Though I'm pretty sure if I had money I might have contacted my dealer again.

But I guess it's good that I don't have money.

I don't know what to do my head hurts.

And the more I lay down I feel listless to the point it's scary and my body has to jerk to wake up and check if I'm still alive.

I have no motivation to get up
I haven't seen the sun this past few days.

I'm always slouching and I still haven't eaten