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Day starts off by popping two pills to erase her worries; but it fails Off to the place that causes her story the place that has dried her soul Leave to the woman who speaks of a futre Only to lie and hide her scares Home to her blade to finally carve She was waiting all day Buzzing from the mindwasher; one worried person They dont care about her; they care about themselves She brainwashes herself into thinking the world is against her When really it doesn't care The drama off her laptop scares her; she starts to not care But it keeps going online Hospital. Blood. Hot. Sweaty Flatline. Revival. New chance. Poetry.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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