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Feels Lonely In Here
Nothing to focus on,
except the dull ache
growing in your bones
so everything itches
You feel like dying
or cutting yourself
and beating your breast,
and fighting just to lose,
to have the kind of pain
you can focus on,
something to know
besides the loneliness.
poem
by
Poet Dragon
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