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Vacancy
by Disha Shree

Felt like the ghost in the world of paper dolls,
More even like the ghost in my own machine,
I was the ghost running through time and space,
And the world became a noise, a distraction to be in.

People being the fragment of fire, barely a cinder,
It never mattered because I was the gasoline,
Soul was silent, chill in my blood,
Coldness bringing the synapses of my brain to a stand still.


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The Concavity In Me
by Disha Shree

It's a floor, a rock bottom,
As I hit it, the urge to go up dies,
The mind feels dead inside,
And the heart no longer beats.

No more am I seeking the happier version of me,
No more sunshine, and no more rain,
The darkness has embraced me in it's vile arms,
Gray and black numbing my pain.


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Can't wait...
by LittleMan LittleWorld

Today, lying in my bed
I was thinking about life
I was bemused and I bled
I cut myself with a knife
now I am sitting here seeing only red
Can't wait to finally be dead...

Today, lying in my bed
thinking about how my life could be sped
listening to nothing but my breath

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Can't wait...
by LittleMan LittleWorld

Today, lying in my bed
I was thinking about life
I was bemused and I bled
I cut myself with a knife
now I am sitting here seeing only red
Can't wait to finally be dead...

Today, lying in my bed
thinking about how my life could be sped
listening to nothing but my breath

......

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Vacancy
by Disha Shree

Felt like the ghost in the world of paper dolls,
More even like the ghost in my own machine,
I was the ghost running through time and space,
And the world became a noise, a distraction to be in.

People being the fragment of fire, barely a cinder,
It never mattered because I was the gasoline,
Soul was silent, chill in my blood,
Coldness bringing the synapses of my brain to a stand still.


......

Continue reading
The Concavity In Me
by Disha Shree

It's a floor, a rock bottom,
As I hit it, the urge to go up dies,
The mind feels dead inside,
And the heart no longer beats.

No more am I seeking the happier version of me,
No more sunshine, and no more rain,
The darkness has embraced me in it's vile arms,
Gray and black numbing my pain.


......

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