there comes that time again when i’m
sitting alone at 3:49 in the morning
smoking cigarettes and reliving broken dreams
writing poetry i wish i could feel
thinking about ending it all
with just a simple cut of
the skin i’ve been trying to escape for years
cut a little deeper
get rid of this skin
get rid of this life
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