As I stand silently waiting to unfold,
external forms lying vacant craving warmth to hold.
Desperate to remember the lost dreams that nightly,
embraced my sleeping soul..
Leaving me peacefully suspended
between moments I once owned...
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Λϯσɳeɱeɳϯs σf a βleeɗiɳg Ϣrisϯ
Maybe I want the attention. Maybe I just love to spite. Or maybe I really just want to die…
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