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burning out to ashes but no one sees, for I am still smiling
I know I should not exist but here I am, hoping to die to feel something. I know I am weak and pitiful but that is the definition of me, curse me, kick and punch me, I can take it, more scars wouldn't make a difference, for I am already burnt out to ashes, sick of existing. No one sees me, yet you still don't believe me, so let me burn myself like a witch, let the fire burn my ugly flesh maybe then I will love it. Don't take me home, my family sabotages me and in return I do it more to myself, loving the chaos in my head, my demons are having a party but the angels are not invited. They let me burn out to ashes but no one sees for I am still smiling.
© painismeandmypoem
© painismeandmypoem
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