stitch

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Stitch me together and sew me up because
fuck
fuck
fuck
I am broken and I need healing
I have had enough of this awful feeling
I feel broken dead and numb
life feels so dumb
maybe I'm overreacting
maybe it doesnt matter
I need something that's distracting
oh jeez I'm getting fatter
there's too many things Im worried about
what is life even about
breathe dont panic
breathe dont panic
breathe dont panic
it's too late I'm already there
none of this is even fair
does anyone even care
perhaps I deserve it anyway
I apologize for the drag
I wont waste your breath
I promise I'll try not to nag
I'll just wait and pray for death

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 15, 2019 ⏰

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