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my insides are bleeding
just as the sky
as the sun dies every night
and the moon begins to rise from it's slumber
darkness is everywhere
and everything is hitting me
all at once
someone
anyone
save me
from the demons inside
my rotting brain
YOU ARE READING
Do you think of me still?
Poésie"how many times does my heart have to shatter before you pick up the pieces?"
