Dee
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There was a girl
so distraught with pain
that every morning
she couldn’t help but ask “am I insane?”
Her friends were always worried
she never seemed to care
yet they woke up to find
she no longer was there
she had killed herself
during the night
one quick cut
and she walked toward the light
She would never
see another day
and she never completely knew
that she threw her life away
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bite me till i bleed
sucking every problem out of me
before your done
my body lays lifless
soaked in blood
on the ground
all my problems are gone.
because i dont have to deal with you
but mostly the world doesnt have to deal with me
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I live for everything,
Yet, I live for nothing.
I live for nothing that is everything,
And I live for everything that is nothing.
We can never find ourselves,
Because there is no such thing as your own.
You are made by everyone,
And everything that happens.
everyone is changing there is no one left thats real
You are made from others,
who are you?
full of everything,
but nothing of yourself,
you are nothing.
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