i'm like a vase [one of those ugly used ones]
sitting at the edge of the table.
i get closer and closer to the edge
tempted to crash.
closer and closer.
i've finally fallen.
shattered.
i am broken.
lifeless.
i cant get back up.
alone.
i am not asking for a pity plee. i'm just writing.
i've never been this depressed in my life. everit seems like
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