PSO J318.5-22

PSO J318.5-22 Perambulated platforms alone, music blaring on full, the weight of the world crushed my soul. Didn’t know I wanted to go blind then, the pain was too much to see, life and death are balanced on a needle, and I’m always on the verge. To not see what I have seen, to be …

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THE APPETITE OF NAMELESS PAIN

Abuse my body to see if they care, they look concerned but they don’t ask right, their criticism makes me want to cry, because I know that they can’t do anything to stop it, the pain requires a larger audience, but soon no one will care about me, I thought I cared if they cared, …

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