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Will this day ever end?
No, it always begins again.
Monotonous, agonizing.
My brain turning to mush.
Life squeezing me till i crush.
The pressure unbearable any longer,
My ache, my need growing stronger.
The blade, the blood.
What a wonderful sight.
The perfect end to a normal night.
No, it always begins again.
Monotonous, agonizing.
My brain turning to mush.
Life squeezing me till i crush.
The pressure unbearable any longer,
My ache, my need growing stronger.
The blade, the blood.
What a wonderful sight.
The perfect end to a normal night.
Published 11th May 2014
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