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nothing again
I lay here trying to sleep
but these thoughts continue to creep.
"you are nothing" they whisper in my head,
growing more insistent with every drop of red. . . .
but these thoughts continue to creep.
"you are nothing" they whisper in my head,
growing more insistent with every drop of red. . . .
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