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Poetry

No one is quite fixable. We just need to find the beauty in our ugliness. That will be how we overcome this world.

07/29/13

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by MyInsaneEscape

by MyInsaneEscape

I can feel it.

I'm falling back down.

I'm being sucked back in.

I'm digging myself deeper.

I'm walking back into the dark.

I'm losing all sense of reality.

I feel everything, but nothing at all.

I see everything and everyone move past me.

I'm breaking again.

I'm panicking.

I'm freaking out.

I can't breathe.

I'm dying.

But all I'll say is, "I'm fine."