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My shakey pale hands reach up to graze my top lip. Cracked skin and pale pink I'm losing color. Dark circles make a home in the bed of my eyes. They're stay has been long over due; it'll be seven years this winter. My glassy eyes wander off as they slowly start to shatter. Seven years of bad luck. It's been seven years since I actually have given a fuck about anything. About any one. My nose drips with all the fluid that my body refuses to retain...I haven't eaten in what seems like days. I can feel it...feel my body...just wasting away...tethered to this broken home as the ball racks my brain. I think I've done it....I've gone insane.

fadingfatality

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