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Insainty?
This feeling of conplete emptyness haunts me.
It breaks me.
Eats away at me till I am nothing.
Till I feel no...
Poetry from a girl in a bad place
The world is a dangrous place, as my mother once would've told me if she bothered.
She'd tell me not to head...
The letters that were
Go to the secound wooden tile near my old wooden desk and go striaght on till you hear the creak and there yo...