Darker Days

Darker Days

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Poetry
I am nothing and everything. The life I live is plagued with pain and fear. Poison runs through my veins and paralyzes me with the icy grip of loneliness. Absent of love and happiness, yearning for the sweet tender touch of the reaper to free me from this prison that I call life. In layman's terms, I wish to die. But cannot, So I sit here and open my wrists and bleed. I share my pain with you so I may feel I am not alone.
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Just my poems maybe song lyrics. And everyone reading this is beautiful in their own way. If you ever need someone to listen to your story and/or your problems I am here for you. If you want I can dedicate a poem to you or I can write one about your story without others knowing it's yours. There's someone out there who loves you. <3

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