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killed the self
That wanted to kill herself
Left with a self that doesn't
Know herself
Lost her
Shes someone else
Somewhere else
Begging and pleading
To be let out
Her cries go unanswered
They have become
silent screams
Muffled by reality
Was she even meant to be?
Visions of her float in her head
But she's pretty sure
that part of her is already
dead.
Like the murder committed
from the start
Homicidal tendencies
To myself and only me
Some call it suicide
But are you really killing yourself?
Hasn't this pain made you someone else?
Maybe this only makes sense inside the mind of someone as twisted as mine.
Feeling alive
Feeling free
When the blade grazes the chest
Feeling the best
happier probably when
laid to rest
soul set free
Maybe out of this body
Is where we need to be.

Too bad I'm afraid to actually see....
So instead I'll just keep searching
For me.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 03, 2023 ⏰

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