My breath is short. My mind is weak. I'm so tired, But I can't sleep. Voices calling, From miles away. There is no drug, To ease this pain I'm all alone. There's no one here. I want to die. I'm tired of fear.
Reason for writing:
just the way i felt one afternoon
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