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A cry for help

Stressed out and annoyed
Looking for things to fill the void
And I try to sew up the wound
But its gaping maw
Still consumes me

Tired and a liar
I build my own funeral pyre
I burn myself with my own tears
It’s no wonder no one hears me
Written by lastday20
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