sobota, 12 czerwca 2021

dark grinder

In the darkest, tightest pit
My own mind just trapped me in
I am acking

I don't want your pitying eyes
Want to taste the peace beside
Someone who knows me
As I'm designed

Or else just grind me to a pulp
Digest all that I've ever had
Let me fucking die
I became impossible
Got to break into particles
In this hatefull place





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