*tw: suicidal thoughts*
my head aches from my dark thoughts that bang against my skull.
i close my eyes, but they just keep throwing themselves at the walls of my head, like they want to die just as much as i do.
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recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
