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i cannot bleed anymore

or i’ll die in the rain.

this was supposed to be

a new start so

why am i here again?

the words i say fall on

deaf ears and i

have never wished so hard

to die in this quiet space.

i hate the taste of gray.

my world has been sapped

of its color and the further

i go, the more lost i become.

i thought leaving would make me wise.