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The dark

Why do I feel like this?
Drowning, falling deeper and deeper into the depths of the unknown.
Maybe because it's all torn apart as if you are picking the petals off a flower one by one.
All the beautiful blossoming colors wasted, thrown to the ground leaving a dark circle of nothingness.
All that's left is the least appealing part, me.
My family is falling one by one not even the strongest glue could bring back the beauty of what was once known.
Name calling, death, negativity all these things corrupted us like the finger pulling petals off.



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