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[flwrchild369]

Thats a poem I posted months ago, and I must say I kind of love it. I kind of edited it a bit

i sit there and i cant stay still
hateing myself i can still see your face
my hands wont stop shakeing
the cement walls offer no comfort
alone and no ones comeing anytime soon
switch on the morphine, i dont want to feel
tell my mother im not comeing home this time
etching names in the walls and my hand
crawling but i cant get away
hateing myself and you cant help
feeling my tears dry up is nothing new
hitting my head, maybe ill forget
theres no where to turn
haunted and scared wheres my teddy bear