Why do you hold me...
Why do you want me to do this to myself..
Every time I even catch the scent...
I want to refuel my body...
But Aaron won't let me...
He knows all
He examines all
Aaron holds the key to my health
Aaron holds the key to my death
Funny thing is...
With Aaron...
I don't care where I go...
If I die...
I die...
If don't...
What a shame...
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Poetry of the Disturbed
PoetryTeenage Anxiety... Teenage Depression... But what happens when its a male... What happens he can't admit it... Because of his gender... The worst thing of it all... He's diagnosed with Schizoeffective disorder... The feelings are just...
