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Overdose.
The room spins around me, its hard to see clearly. The floor shakes beneath my feet, I fall, almost admitting to defeat. is the what I wanted when I said 'death'? I'm not ready to die yet. I'm scared, emotions flood over me, I can't hardly breathe. I know I'll live to face tomorrow, I can't do it, I'm too hallow.
Published 2nd Jul 2016
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