im tired of the screaming pain that fills my lungs and the worried glanced impromted into my brain.
im tired of not sleeping and having bags that could carry the moon in them under my sunken in eyes.
im tired of the words that get caught in my throat and the poisoned lips that stay caught on mine.
im tired.
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POETRY
Poetrya lot of poems i spend my free time writing, xoxo. (lowercase intended) ©raining-
