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Chapter 1 - Dearly Dead

A poem about paying the price of bottling everything up inside. A girl ends up complaining and ranting about everything, after keeping everything inside. After, she wishes to never do that again, and wants to end her life, and doesn't want to be saved.

Chapter 1 - Dearly Dead

Chapter 1 - Dearly Dead
I know I rant a lot
Perhaps too much for one person
But is that the price
Of bottling it up inside
To dog and moan in one breath

Then cut me up
Fill up my chest
With fluids and cement
So you'll never hear
My dreaded rants

And as I begin to choke
And plead in ragged sobs
Just turn a deaf ear to me
I wish to suffer alone
After all

I want to bleed
Like mascara tears
And crumple into a heap
On the dirtied pavement

The pavement full
Of the pain of others
Their blood bleeds onto mine
An ever flowing river

So you can see me dying
Choking and sobbing
Curled up and deforming
fracked up and going
Home alone

So you can see me bleed
The tears I'm weeping
Mean nothing to no one
And I'm happy
My cries will soon cease.

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