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shaky breaths,
and teary eyes,
i wonder if anyone sees through my disguise?
so much whining,
and always so needy,
i wonder if anyone sees me?
thoughts of lust,
and thoughts death,
i wonder if anyone would care if i took my last breath?
salty tears,
and intrusive thoughts,
i wonder if i'd be left to rot?
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Literal Hell | Poetry
Poetrypoetry book. song (in title): We Don't Have to Dance- Andy Black picture (in cover): me
