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Whisky Girl
Stop trying to help me, there's nothing you can do.

I know you feel it too,

As i spiral into my own hell it'll burn me and i'll live again.

Walls are closing up so i guess it's time to fake another end.
Do you think i don't know i'm going the wrong way?

Of course i know, i just don't seem to care these days.

So i'll sit back as this rollercoaster takes me to all the places i don't want to go to.

I can stand on my own, i don't need your help too.

Do you think i don't know i'm going the wrong way?

I never knew that but you knew it all along.
TheLonelyOne
wow dude this is freakin hardcore! your really good
Yawgnorw
This is some seriously intense and fiery poetry here. The impact of the words is shell shocking and the message, haunting. It's an amazing poem, kudos to you and looking forward to the next!
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