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2:29 it is like a beautiful weight on my heart. please run away, please.

1:53 the fever of recovering is a demon that sleeps inside of me.

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which part of me will I sacrifice today while I try to forget the dagger you gave me tonight? which part of my sleep will I lack today while I try to chase away the matter you gave me that time?

idk if I need help or a hole in my forehead.

every time I socialize with someone, I think about killing. now it could be about killing myself or that person.

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I'm nothing but a useless sack of meat that keeps rotting in a bed that wasn't maked‌ for almost 2 years.

I should've died when I was 13 or something.

I didn't think that I could live this long, so that's why I'm wasting away cuz I have no clue how to live cuz I wasn't suppose to be here.

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my empty life is full with despair. emptiness, my bitter reality. I can't sleep, nothing to dream about. the song of silence reminds me of misery. fading in the dark, walking away, completely nothingness, who cares when you go away? inside of my mind there is a big mess. it's out of my hands, I'm getting crazy.

دایره ارتباطیم با آدم‌ها به اندازه‌‌ی سر یک سوزن شده، اون سر سوزن هم خودم هستم که روبه‌روی آیینه ایستادم و با خودم حرف میزنم.

I and my brain are in a love-hate relationship.

having late deep philosophical conversation night with my brain about what the actual fuck is wrong with me.

I'm so hungry I can eat a bunch of random pills.

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2:17 temporary but can't be erased. pushed away to a darker place.