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11/18/2020
my face is white
my brain are black
i think im safe
and the thoughts come back
5 months of clarity
1 week of fatal dreams
4 more weeks of happy me
1 day of death and sleep
toyed with my blood
and tell me not to give up
scorched my hand
i just cant
take this
my skull is cracking
my thoughts are blackening
my wrist is bleeding
but there are no cuts
just dreams of red
can I be dead
beats this dread
im sorry
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