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jiminize me

Drama

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jiminize me

Drama

Me, Myself And I.

Me, Myself And I.

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She's screaming in wash-room stalls when no one's looking

She's reading books to vanish, to escape from this world

She's crying over blown-out dandelions, not buried mortals

She's slitting her ankles instead of wrists, just so no one notices

She's living to die; dying to get a new life.


Walking with a steely face to protect her weeping heart.


She knows it's wrong.

She knows it's consuming her,

She's fading, dithering away.

But she can't stop,

It's the only thing she's doing right anyways.


Living within a shredded soul, a wasted body,

She's just moving forward;

The end's nowhere around.

Looking for someone trustworthy,

Finds only dagger smiles.

Life's eating her away,

A pointless, deceptive lie.


Watching the world go on without her,

She can't find it in herself to smile.

She realizes now, that all her life,

She lived in an empty room,

Of me, myself and I.


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