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i am the resigned fate in your hands
i am the cold air in your lungs
that stings as you breathe in
i am the punctures
i am the wounds
i am the saliva built up in your mouth
as you nervously flutter in front of the crowd
i am your mother
i am your father
i am everyone you've tried to forget
i am a nightmare
i am a memory
that you slowly bury in the depths
of your mind
so just ignore me
pretend
hide
because i am the ending
before you're taken away by the tide
That was an original work, so don't take it, beeshes. I'm also ![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif) livinglegend, just so ya knowww.
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