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the answer is just a bullet. now it depends on others if it should be on their forehead or mine.

it doesn't affirms me anymore so i'm gonna do whatever i want and i'll sit right here to watch myself slowly rot and collapse from the universe.

i may fuck around and then disappear for at least 3 months and be found in the middle of an abandoned jungle site.

my days are blending and my nights are wasting. i'm wandering if there's anything else left behind in my life or not.

imagine hating on me and i'm just in my room thinking about the mistakes i made 10 years ago. (and it wasn't even my fault)

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things are getting worse i fear. life and death have become the same, but please try to understand i never meant for this to end.

your coma kills me quite nicely while i weep closing my eyes. my coma creeps me at night, will i wake from my sleep? please open my eyes.

hey, how you've been over here? lying between your life and death, all alone. feel the space between the cracks going cold and i know that i'll never understand why i suffer more in my head. i resent all the numbness from the pain in the end.

this cheap ass sleep patterns don't attract me, i need an endless sleep without any chances of awakening.

everytime i see the sun rising, i regret my whole life choices all at once.

4:08 rain falls unpoisoned. roots strangle the abode of man forever fallen. great trunks tower where once buildings of glass and once more man fears the dark🪽.

2:40 this time we went wrong. too deep, too far, gone. the remaining are few, yet ever fewer we become🤩.

soon the darkness beckons. when the shadows fall, go! run to where the fires still burn, few and far are the heavens.

and they fear the shadows growing long. the dusk is at the door. the evenfall upon, so seek shelter now.

and they fear the shadows growing long. the dusk is at the door. the evenfall upon, so seek shelter now.

they fear the wolves gather to run, to hunt the herds now lost. against the horizon by the setting sun, carrion birds flock⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️.