Last night I was warned again.
 Last night i was dancing on the line.
They’ve had enough.
I’m going back.
I won’t go quietly.
I’d rather die than fade
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Good work, I just wish I knew what it was in relation to
Where are you going? Figurative/literally?
It sucks to feel like a burden.. Like everything you do hurts other people until they finally get fed up. I’m sorry. I feel like that too…
Oh, and your writing doesn’t scare me 🙂