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The need to feel

I'm starting to get sick
Of not feeling alive.
Cemeteries are not
the only places, the dead go.
And sometimes your ghosts
Live in your own backyard.
On the days I feel miserable
I sit for hours composing
My own epitaph
” Here are the remains
of a young girl.
Died; a long time ago
Stopped breathing: Age 17”
I know you are getting tired
of all my bad days
But please understand
Sometimes I need to destroy myself
Just to feel alive.
Written by riyah_darling (DementedDamsel)
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