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1d
I can’t face the night anymore
It claws at my skin
Too loud
Too bright
Too much

Rooms won’t stay still
Even silence feels like memory
You said love would save me
But I drowned anyway

I was sweet once
That version of me died
somewhere between
please stay
and your silence

Now I speak less
Feel less
Want less
Not healing
Just surviving

Relief is not love
Escape is not peace
I don’t chase ghosts anymore
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