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Undone

I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.

Lost in purgatory

Time has run out

You love me?

Bury the pain

Cover the scars.

Lost the need

Lost the want

For a life of substance.


My lids are heavy

Have no energy

Tired…

Lost need…

Lost want…

Tired

How could you?


Its over now

Darkness overwhelming

Time of no consequence.

Life no longer bothers

Dead inside

Dead out.

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