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Cold.

My sleeves are stained red,
And I'm drowning in my head,
The river's burst and flowing,
What was hidden is now showing,
There are pathways on my skin,
Leading down to what's within,
And the beat inside of me,
Has now slowed despite my plea,
With a coldness in its place,
A dark and empty space,
I find myself
Falling,
Falling,
Falling away,
More and more,
Each and every day.

Jamtots

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Excellent. Hope you're faring okay...? 👈See what I did there XD

@Blueblotts Yes, your comment put a smile on my face. Thanks for all those likes and RPs too, appreciate it (:

@minxyMolly stop pretending to read my posts, whore.

@Jamtots I'm sorry you must of missed tagged me, I don't know what you're talking about

@minxyMolly that's better.

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