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torches dim and useless still given in exchange for gratitude, only apathy fills this "home". i sleep cold and alone. monarchs in flight, a melancholic dance. find time to fight, as if meant to take a chance.
i grow useless, tears in my cape
hanging from my childhood church, i lose my faith
i reject this abomination in human form
i'm made broken, my blood is thin and warm
monarchs in flight care not for themselves or life.
i wish i could die so easy, i'm buried in a pile of strife.
face to face with my reflection, where is your god?
i'm burdened with growing up hoping for everything that i'm not.
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late bloomer
05:27
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thanks for nothing, you fucking scum. hope i was great use to you. hope you got what you needed from me, cause i never got it from you.
rinsed out, thrown away, turn back yesterday.
i know i'm just anyone, once you use me then you're gone.
i just wish for once any of you gave a fuck about me beyond what i can provide for you. so thanks for nothing! you all treat me like shit and then act like i don't see it.
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poorly wrote suicide note Rochester, New York
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