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I write thsi earleir, when I was in a good mood, although now I'm in an okay-ish mood, I guess.
Anyways. I hope you enjoy.
xoxo
The end is nearing closer,
I long for this to be over,
The pain in my heart never seems to fade,
Unless I cut it out with my blade,
But now the sensation is not enough,
I can no longer pretend that I am tough,
If it seems odd, then I guess that I'm sorry,
Maybe I've been smothered with mindless folly,
I can't wait for the end, excited for once,
I'm giving up now, I'll be blunt,
It's almost over; I wait for peaceful bliss,
I force open my eyes, but there is only darkness.
Anyways. I hope you enjoy.
xoxo
The end is nearing closer,
I long for this to be over,
The pain in my heart never seems to fade,
Unless I cut it out with my blade,
But now the sensation is not enough,
I can no longer pretend that I am tough,
If it seems odd, then I guess that I'm sorry,
Maybe I've been smothered with mindless folly,
I can't wait for the end, excited for once,
I'm giving up now, I'll be blunt,
It's almost over; I wait for peaceful bliss,
I force open my eyes, but there is only darkness.
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