BPD
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i’ve got a winter soul and a brittle heart
no sweetness calm could stop the start
a cloud of mist begins to swell
foggy drops of quiet hell
love eternal loses me
no such thing as being free
calm my heart, caress my mind
it wont be what i wish to find
i want to run, i’ll run away
my feet are still, thoughts led astray
i want to cry, i’ll cry my eyes
bloody bruised and broken thighs
i want to die, i’ll shoot my head
thrice alive, forever dead
love me still, promise my best
love me now, trust in the rest
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