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Dying
My heart hurts,
I’m dying,
Slowly dying.
It starts from the inside,
A feeling I can’t shake.
It starts at my core,
A feeling of despair,
A feeling of hopelessness,
A feeling of fear and sadness.
It spreads outwards,
Going to my limbs,
Filling me with these feelings.
I stare off into an abyss,
And wait.
I wait for my monster,
Knowing he’ll show up,
Knowing he has come to end me.
I’m slowly dying,
And i can’t stop it.
I’m dying,
Slowly dying.
It starts from the inside,
A feeling I can’t shake.
It starts at my core,
A feeling of despair,
A feeling of hopelessness,
A feeling of fear and sadness.
It spreads outwards,
Going to my limbs,
Filling me with these feelings.
I stare off into an abyss,
And wait.
I wait for my monster,
Knowing he’ll show up,
Knowing he has come to end me.
I’m slowly dying,
And i can’t stop it.
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