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7469838583:

a poem made by me "Gained nothing" once again i lay here woken and Tired of this infinite hate and broken desires talking again and again to myself of who i wanted to be and conspire but at dream is doing noting but burning in a fire... rebuilding the past for what little gain... of something i wanted to remain saying sorry over another to what felt like running my heart over with a train but i still am attached to a thick chain on this small plane making me slowly go insane... i want to be saved , i want to be loved but all i do is lay here falling on face making people entertained... in vain... of the little me i wanted to obtain , i gained nothing making me want it all to end this game of life... i am ashamed and in so much drying pain

Holly:

I love it

Fortish:

Love it!

sodapop:

bars!!!

1008426:

thats gooodd

sodapop:

ian even read it tbh but bars!!!

4479:

nothing sounds awesome about depression. no way im saying wow, thats cool. its sad😭

domian:

Ik how you feel

sciencegirl:

I like it bc thats how I feel rn

7469838583:

man i am lowkey sad bruh...

vivian:

that was deep and sad I cried

7469838583:

@vivian wrote:
that was deep and sad I cried
wait really?

vivian:

yes

Astrid1:

awss so sad

semilore:

I LOVE ITT just know i'm here for you!!

jayloveeees:

this is deep.. i like it!

luna21:

I felt everything

OLIVER69:

Amazing. < 3

Flowerpower5290:

nicee!!

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