I feel myself dying on the inside
After all the precautions I've tried
Hope, joy, pride, love...
Yet no answer lay in any of the above
I feel worse with every passing day
And any aid seems far away
Every second the effects becomes irreversible
And a lonely, forgettable death inevitable
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Author:
Revernd21 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just thoughts on paper but there\\\'s truth behind every word
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