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I wanna forget everything

I feel so clustered in a full moon as my breathing patterns
change

I always sang that I don‟t wanna die, but

Right now, I feel as though I possess the Grim Reapers staff.

I feel filthy and worthless although there are those who care

But in the end, they don‟t know my pain.

The heartache I carry everyday

With a bright smile that could never be erased.

Who knew that I would someday miss the pain that kept me
sane?

A reflector that gained a deeper shade of color with each touch.

I miss the pain that erased everything

For the sake of drowning my existence.

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