D I S A S T E R

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i lay curled in a ball,
waiting for the tears,
to thrash and fall.

nobody knows the pain
i feel, the thought torture
what more is there to gain?

it was ironic, really.
i was the epitome of disaster
the pain felt through years, ideally.

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Stay strong, loves <3

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