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depressed, thinking of the mess that I’ve made,
and how i’ve never felt better.
depressed, thinking of the mess that I’ve made,
and how I’ve never felt deader.
I’m sorry for everything, I can’t help wondering
if its the way I am or just shitty timing.
the stance you had when you said,
“I don’t want to leave.”
completely contradicted you’re face.
I don’t know where you are,
I just want you to know I miss you.
nothing feels worse than when you’re gone.
I don’t want to die unless it’s with you.
but you’ve moved away, i know i’ll die
of coarse i’ll die.
Why do I even try,
it’s been 6 long years,
I’m dead inside.
why do I even try?

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