"I knew a girl who liked practicing kind of DEATH.
She would stay awake for weeks of time,
black bags framing her eyes,
a string of emptiness looming in her eyes.
After her insomnia-tic nights,
She would sleep until she felt whole again.
I asked her which felt more disappearing ??
But she only smiled at me!!"
She would stay awake for weeks of time,
black bags framing her eyes,
a string of emptiness looming in her eyes.
After her insomnia-tic nights,
She would sleep until she felt whole again.
I asked her which felt more disappearing ??
But she only smiled at me!!"
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