My skin is burning
I really don't care
All I want is to be free
And drift through the air
I wish I could spend my days
With you right here
Without hurting anyone
And without any fear
We all know that I can't though
Though most don't know why
And now they never will
As I travel to the sky
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Depressing Short Stories/Poems
RandomSome short stories/poems I wrote to vent a little bit. WARNING: Will contain mentions of suicide, suicide attempts, cutting, etc. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. All characters are my own.
