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Karly

Updated: Sat, 23 Jun 2018 01:10 pm

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The poems I write are more on the sad and emotional side.

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7/21/17 My head is clouded. My brain is dry. Things are surreal. I wanna fucking die. Hold me close, feel surprised. My hands are shaking. I wanna die. I'm fucking trying. Where are you? Mind in the clouds, filled with fumes. Heart is racing, you're right ahead. My hands are dry, my soul is dead. My life is fucked. Without me, good luck. You killed my vibe, so let's just fuck. Where is the end? I want it to come. This is all bullshit. I just wanna have fun. This is my life. I did it to myself. You handed it to me, like a book on a shelf. Dust me off good, start over anew. You told me you loved me. Fuck, I love you too...

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