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Your timeline is close to your grave It's soon time for your flesh to decay I hear screams outside my screens And I'm feeling scared of homicidal means I'm scared of my demons and suicidal thoughts Out of my skin ascends bloody dots Out of life descends bloody corpses No one can find the fatal source to disorders No more sympathy for undeserving souls Who can't stand up to the words that they told Cowardice is your only definition Why isn't self-harm your unhealthy addiction?

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Date: 5/31/2017 11:08:00 PM
interesting impression you have of your self worth....aren't we all a bit misunderstood ? interesting perspective.. kudos on this one...
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Date: 5/31/2017 11:18:00 PM
Thanks! It's always nice to see what people think of my poems, and I would agree with your statement, "aren't we all a bit misunderstood?" Yes, I would say that we are