feeling worthless

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cycle
sometimes i feel like a sheet of aluminum a person not real and slated for repetitive reuse.
Enemy in my Arm
It’s so hazy in my head. I don’t even care about my daily bread. With you in my arm I am ahead. As long as I get my hit, I don’t care if for a year I don’t eat.   It erases my problems in a second.
Shut This Door
Life should be goo
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