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1:12 AM, 20th nov
There are sounds and tunes that you can recognise.
Then there are voices that cannot be deciphered,
Riddles that can't be named axioms.
There are ailments for all the wounds,
But there is also a stinging that doesn't heal.
I have this knife in my hand and slit again.
I reached out, I swear I did.
But my hollow words didn't sync to the crowd.
Drop by drop, it bleeds.
Blood. Blood. Blood.
My tears fall on the slits and my blood mixes with them, carrying away the agonies.
It is a maze, with no way out.
I hold by breath, eternally waiting for a savior.
A savior to save this rotting soul with a dead corpse.
Dear death, please open your arms for me?
Life's been more cruel than you can imagine.
Hug me. Tighter than you can. I long for your embrace.
Save me from this cacophanous existence.
Tired of being a paranoid panglossian.
P. S. - phone screen wet with tears again. :')
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