Throw your knife as it goes right in. As it pierces thought by thought. Memories fade away. Fears no longer exist. But neither do you exist. Your just an imagination. A transparent figure in the world. Your feelings are invisible. Memories turn into 'magination. Thoughts turn into theories. Fear turns into your best friend. Everyone fears death at some point. Hello, "Best Friend".
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RandomAnxiety. Suicidal. Anorexic. There's something wrong with all of us. Death. But yet we all wish the same thing. (all are mine unless stated)
