what's left of me now?some days the pain is too hard to handle the pills can't manage the damage the hurt inside of my heart the hurt inside of my soulwhat's left of me now?
some nights are worse than others foggy, lonely, stumbling looking for anything to kill the pain on the outside to numb the pain on the inside
too much to handle, i wish for a miracle a punishment bestowed unfairly upon me a life sentence trapped in this body gripping to the edge of reality
dizzy, drowsy, falling down spiraling down the tunnel dependent and clutching to the bottle the pills were supposed t
Len So My
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