This poem reminds me of an essay I wrote tittled 'I don't know'. and the absolute bliss that comes from wasting away into nothingness, all the while thinking that she lives, Mary might be utterly shattered to see what she has become, perhaps one so far gone should only keep going
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This poem reminds me of an essay I wrote tittled 'I don't know'. and the absolute bliss that comes from wasting away into nothingness, all the while thinking that she lives, Mary might be utterly shattered to see what she has become, perhaps one so far gone should only keep going