A letter to Unknown.

​Dear Unknown…
I try to stop, but even I can’t slow down,

and it hurts me every time. Wanna kill me? yes please do. I know you’re bored of my chats, my habits, my Hey and bye, my everything. Tired of me right? I’ll try to change. Wanna kill me? but, you already did. I knew that, in this flame, I would get just my burnt heart, and now I am waiting for it. Although, that tomb was never mine.

Wanna kill me? Please do it, and set me free.



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