thirty nine

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everynight, after everything has gone quiet, i sit alone in my room with so many thoughts, they could suffocate me. they are suffocating me and i have no fucking clue how to make them stop.
i lay in my bed, facing the wall, my body shaking with such force i could start an earthquake right here in my room.
tears stream down my face like a god damn waterfall and dont show signs of stopping.
your fucking face is burned onto my eyelids
i dont know how to make that go away
i dont want it to. i love you. i love you so much.
i dont want to keep being haunted by you when i dont have you anymore
i cant stop thinking about you
i cant do this anymore
i cant feel this anymore
make it stop. make it fucking stop.

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