fuck i just want it to end
just kill me now and be done with it
any god up there: don't torture me
but this just proves no god loves me
if there even is a god
how the hell should i know
well only one way to know
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PoetryThe mind can be dark place sometimes. The body is what covers it. No one knows what's underneath... "The problem of hiding my emotions is the fact that they build up." The random crap that goes through my head; an entire school year's worth of poetr...
