Just a cut
Just a scratch
What's that mark?
It was just the cat
Just an excuse
Just a lie
What's with the bracelets?
Just fashion, why?
Just a tear
Just a scream
Why were you crying?
Just a bad dream
But it's not just a cut
Or a tear or a lie
It's always just one more
Until you die
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
