I'm starting to feel like I don't exist anymore. People walk by, ignoring the fact that I am standing there. My ideas; they slowly die with no one recognizing them but myself. I feel like I am withering away, or a leaf that is patiently waiting to fall from the old Pine Oak and crimple up and die on the Earth's ground.
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Poetry~In no way do I promote self-harm in any way, shape, or form~ *You should never give up, even when you feel like you have nothing to live for* ~All quotes are original, Enjoy~ Chapters: Dark/Darkness: 1, 3, 10, 12, 17, 19, 21, 23 Sad: 2, 6, 7, 9, 13...
