TW: $u!c!d€
I will eat
For the rest of my life
I will drink
For the rest of my life
I will overthink
For the rest of my life
I will fall in love
For the rest of my life
I will feel
For the rest of my life
I will sleep
For the rest of my life
But then I died
And they cried
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Pain To Poems
PoesíaThis is something I wanted to do for a while. Huge Trigger Warnings for people sensitive to super depressive topics. DISCLAIMER #1: I am in no way shape or form, $u!c!dal, but don't you ever just want to give up on life? Like, not die, but give up...
