Days get short but the nights get longer
Damianavo, 17
This life is overrated, I have tried my best. Speak up now or let me lay here and rest. On the count of three, opposite of light is all I see. Words clearly written but I can not read.
I cannot breathe. Bones cracking every time I stretch. My blood burns me as it does it's laps Around this track of trash that is I Pour gas on my brain, let it drip through my mind.
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