Stop the breathing
My heart still bleeding
In words I lay down
That can show me how
How to live a lie
And how I will never fly
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Dyingful Poetry
Poetry"I need something to kill me, I am tired of taking my own life..." Here are some poems I've written. There are some that are pretty dark and some have a deep meaning, but well that's life, dark and deep. Started: 07.15.2019 Finished: 08.20.2019 Than...
How
Stop the breathing
My heart still bleeding
In words I lay down
That can show me how
How to live a lie
And how I will never fly
