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Anti me


I could feel despair coursing through my veins

My spirit sits willingly on the precipice

The gateway to nothingness

Always searching for something to tame my demons

I am never satisfied cause my demons increases

All thi opium I take is leading me to my doom

I know yet, I take more to feel closer to Death or the chaos

I am actually okay with this feeling

Hiding from the truth by losing myself

The void that is my darkness is also my solace

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lifeofsadness
<p>Very good, an interesting read. Keep going and follow your passion. :)</p>

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