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"craving to be gone...
gone: forever?
yes.
forever.
4 a.m. rolls
and i've hardly slept.
not knowing what will be ahead;
fear creeps into my mind
and suddenly i couldn't bare it
anymore.
how could i think of it?
uncomplicated... or... unbearable?
'selfish!'
i didn't care
i'd became immune to caring.
it was beautiful
yet it was torturous (so torturous)
no no no no no no:
forgetting where i am
drowning out the sounds of my family and friends
it didn't matter...
it didn't matter.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no!
pushed away: they're gone
gone forever (just like i said)
love, me..."
date: 29th march, 2017
time: 04:43 a.m.
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