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Anon: On Having One of Those Days

It’s one of those days. The kind where every exhale holds the promise of tears that don’t end. I’m in the pit. Can’t climb out. Fuck. Fuck it all. Fuck me. All of my emotional┬ástrength is exhausted. Stripped, naked and bare, vulnerable to the world. I excuse my seemingly endless supply of tears with being …

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Anon: Empty

Empty Dark shadows crawl on my face As I lay still. Waiting for it to be over. I’m frozen. Covered in your sweat. I’m alone. I wait with closed eyes. Everything is painful that shouldn’t be. The breathing in my ear is demon like. The touch to my cheek is vengeful. Everything exaggerated. I hide …