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CH (may 18 / atlanta, georgia)


Poem By corbin hoats

Don't leave me here, wobbling on the edge
I can't control, I'm falling off of the ledge
I can feel all of the light, streaming from my eyes
I can't, I won't, I've promised I won't cry
It's hard to live when all you see is dead
I'm depressed, no hope, my body is filled with dread
don't make me live for one more wretched day
war is death, thats all I have to say

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u ever gonna get back on here?