Tw/cw: brief mention of death, pain
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My arms shake as I fall on the floor.
Can't THEY see I'm done?
I'm falling! I'm falling!
But they beg for more.
The applause, the laughter, how it rings in my ears.
My chest rises & lifts, even breathing hurts!
But in the end, they don't care if I'm dead to the core.
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She a day late, but that's okay. :)
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My poems :)
PoetryMy poems,,, like the title said,,, they tend to be abstract & kinda morbid so read with caution ig? im not following any real pattern here, im just mashing words together lol -ill try to update daily, but i get my phone taken away a lot um- *started...
