NOAH


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His legs are weak and shaking. His head is light and aching. But the cuts he must keep making, blood the darkness is taking. His cuts run deep but emotions run deeper, the dark end of the pool, the blade of the reaper.



(Source: in-social)






Tomorrow is today.

But 24 hours of my hope will decay.


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