our courtroom

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Tw: pain, numbness, mentions of death/wanting death, lies/narrator nentions how theyve lied

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Ermm..

"Your honor..." 

Im dying.

Much to everyones horror.

Y'know i cant just keep lying.

Fck im not okay-

i think im hallucinating-

and theres no other way, but in a coffin to lay.

Ive gotten to the point where...pain is rejuvenating


Even so..

"... Overruled"

it doesn't matter.

on my own feelings im about to get schooled.

kill me now or later, i dont prefer the latter

feel free to confirmat* my feelings.

Or lack of them i suppose.

my numbness, all for you, its quite reeling.

my feelings cant be revealed with simple prose. 


oh look.. 

"... The verdict is... "

guilty or requited? -both would be nice.

with the fifth amendment i swore an oath: "i do" no rizz

but well, ive broken that sht more than twice.

ive already spoken of the lied, how i hate the... repeat-ance.

you kill me whenever i say im sorry. 

no repentance. 

high pain tolerance only gets you so far- the plants are so thorny. 

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*encourage/strengthen

had a mock trial and too much court room lingo to let go to waste. 

that was a month ago tho-why shit take me so long

why is this so edgy im crying 😭😭

objection your honor, opposing cousel's witnesse's answer is too edgy for the courtroom 🤡

anyways thanks 4 reading

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