Again...It Comes To Kill

I'll never forget

How I felt

Those days

That passed

Every smile

That you saw

Was fake

Every minute

I could cry

I'm feeling it

Again

And again

It wants me to die

I'm hating this

Every word

That I write

Every image

That I see

Every thought

That I think

Feel the razor

On my skin

Small

Little

Lines

Lay

Upon

My

Skin

I am so fucked up

I hate myself & I hate everything

Author's Notes/Comments: 

all these poems are shit fuck U

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