X-Read Dark Deep Poem by poem whore

X-Read Dark Deep



getting drunk and driving well high
am I trying to commit suicide
or am I already dead on
the inside why when I
try to feel
This icy cold
swells up inside
and carries my mind
to another place in time
wishing that I had already died
a depth so deep only 6 feet.

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