My life is over. I've screwed up and it can't be fixed. I hate myself for doing what I did. Why did I even speak? I should just die, then this nightmare will be over.
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Poetry for Dark Souls
PoetryThis collection of poems has been gathered over the years. All of these are dark and lined with depression. I hope that one day, there will be no need to write such things, but for right now it's my outlet.
Fucked Up Beyond Repair
My life is over. I've screwed up and it can't be fixed. I hate myself for doing what I did. Why did I even speak? I should just die, then this nightmare will be over.
