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shipwreck
how does one prepare for death. you will leave my bones and take the rest. when did the words inside my head turn so Violent I've been here before but there's beauty hidden in the gore and when you see what I've become will you love me for who I am or who I was. Until death frees me i run by not making a move. we will all die and that shit is terrifying who will I be when you're not around so tell me when you're going to let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin this could be the end of everything. When thunder clouds start pouring down a blind fire you can't put out this ship is going down and I don't have a life jacket so I ask you again how does one prepare for death when face to face with all you're fears of memories made in all these years.
© shrouded/R.D
© shrouded/R.D
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