The mourner

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To all the seconds I lost from my childhood

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To all the seconds I lost from my childhood. Goodbye

The moments I was supposed to be a kid but never managed to be. Goodbye.

To the breaths I took knowing that they were killing parts of me and I couldn't save them.

To the heart that loved too deeply and unconditionally and carried all the knives.

My life that I cannot change, farewell.
My past that weren't how it was supposed to be .

The chances I never got, farewell.
The dreams I could never dare to dream.

To all the moments I drown my own voice to put smilies on someone else's lips, Goodbye.

To all I was but was unloved that I tore apart.

The safety I never got to feel, farewell.
Not even in my dreams, you couldn't be mine.

To my loneliness that was my shadow, and the only roof above my head. I am grateful.

For your thorns never deceived me. In your embrace I have rested and bled.

To all I could have been but never came close. Goodbye.

To the gifted child, full of premise that got burried alive.

To the white sheep that got rotten from within. Goodbye.

To all the things that once made me feel alive but now they choke me.

To all the people I ever loved, Goodbye.
All I carved out and gave, without anything in return.

To my rotten soul, farewell.
I received you innocent and I leave you a corpse.

To the true me that I may never get to know, farewell.
For you were killed before you got the chance to exist.

To the only eyes that will ever mourn me, Goodbye
For unknown I live and as such I will go.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 12 ⏰

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