Hallow
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The pain roaring inside, It's just an after effect. But the agony awaiting Is making me lose my breathe. I'm losing control. Hello, for this I will just ya e a bunch of my poems compiled into one story. This is just a trial run for something I will hopefully be doing in the future. I hope you all enjoy. 😜
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I'm tired. I'm tired of trying and failing. I'm tired of beginning to think that's going to be ok, and then everything gets screwed up. I want it to be over. It has to be done. Disclaimer: everything written in this story is not real, this was all made up by me.

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