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Just a Little Unwell

I've shut myself up
A haunted house on lockdown
People peep through the boards
Cobwebs hang from the ceiling
Blood drying in the corners
Dust hanging in the air like broken dreams
I'm not doing well by any means
Going a lil wild inside these walls
I'm filled with anger, emotion flowing dark
My bleeding heart pumping black blood
I miss my friends, my family, my people
I'm everything and nothing at all
A ghost, a monster, a full figured wraith
I have nothing to go forward on
Out of gas and.out of my god-damned mind
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
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