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The end
Category: Writing and Poetry
Laying on the cold floor, Not knowing what to do anymore. Feeling how my blood leaves me, This is my final plea. I've hate what I have become, I've always acted dumb. Finally I can be free, And now you see. No more I can feel anything. Slowly thou will be burying, The feeling for myself. Don' » Continue Reading