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These walls ate my friends
This knife is my bestie
I love broken things
They make me feel so unalone
The moon is my sun
The dark is my comfort
I have many bonds
With things no One likes
Help is a useless word
Pain is important
Sorrow is a word for people who are loved
A better place is for who have long been lost
Sleep is Playing dead
Awake is for fakes
Decease are so lucky
Why can't I be them?