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Wasted day, I waste away.
Stare at this screen, sit and decay.
Time keeps going, as I sit still.
I wish I could feel some sort of thrill.
The room is dark and dead.
As dark as the thoughts in my head.
I wish I had something to do, but I usually end up thinking of you.
I usually end up wanting to die.
Living this kind of life is a fucking lie.
If I could peacefully disappear, I’d go away from here.
I don’t know what went wrong, as I sit here for hours long. I’m not sure where I’ll be.
Or what the fuck is wrong with me.

Created: Jul 27, 2012


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