End
I want to rip off my face I want to crawl out of my skin life feels like a race I can't even begin so I take the blade to my body and open the curtains I smile so bodly against the pains my heart aches to belong my brain wants quiet but the memories play their song the thoughts, they riot I want to be prettier I want to feel belonging I feel so bitter I'm just left thinking. I want this to end I NEED this to end.
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