MY POEMS
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I see my reflection on my mirror, Except, that is not me. It's what has remained from my previous self. Now without any hope for salvation, without any trace of humanity left in me, I draw the knife closer to my chest. My heart pounds quickly, desperately, longing to finally stop beating once and for all. The knife approaches my sternum, Bloodthirsty as if it had its own feelings, They opened my third eye, However, it's about time I closed it forever. A.M.M
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Flowers

I float calmly, eternity surrounds me, I speak no words, but I hear my voice in all directions. I feel my head, it's wet with blood. I feel my stomach, the same. I am dead. I reach my hand out, but I do not feel his grip embrace mine. I look in his direction but he is not there, mere darkness, no blackness, no... there is nothing. I am nowhere. I float alone, in my ears ring melodies that sound familiar but I am sure I've never heard. I feel my identity fading. I float alone, surrounded by infinity. I am free, but I have never felt so trapped. What am I remembering? When did I get here? How many times have I been here? I open my eyes.

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