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Hey hey. Goes by the name of Vie
I really do hate myself. Read with warning. Some have left behind tears.
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I cry alone on nights like this

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everytime
Saturday, February 2, 2019 || Saturday, February 02, 2019

with full make up on 
tears rolling down my cheeks
staining each trail with a black ink 

looking out the window of the bus
trying to stop myself from being seen 
the loud sniffles were all i could make
as my eyes produced water babies

i look down to my arms
wondering what i should do 
what could i do to make it go away? 
what shall i do to stop feeling this pain? 

away from the mind and onto the body 
i wanted to stop hurting

my chest tightens up 
i wanted to vomit
it all hurts
it just all hurts so fucking much 

'she doesnt know who he is'
'she doesnt know what he's up to'

the same song replays over and over again 
and with each repeat, 
the drizzle became a waterfall 

i couldnt stop myself
i just wanted someone to stab me
to help me stop feeling this way 

i wanted to sleep it off 
but i couldnt
crying everywhere i went
from the bus
to school
to the train 
till i was home

my eyes grew dry 
i couldnt see 
everything was a blur
i could smell
the disgusting fragrance of
depair
depression 
lost
lonely
aloine