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Apr 2015
Feeling sober in a drunk world
Contact to the unseen
Crowds oblivious
Things lurk in eye corners

Upsets and pain coat the streets
Like Graffiti of fear
My eyelids like glass
Consciousness more a nightmare

Panic in a busy town
To those who wear masks
Fake people
The modern monsters

Conversations like banshees
The sound resonates my head
Left numb to life
Body fatigued from the brain.
Callum Hutchings
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Callum Hutchings  22/M/Nottingham, United Kingdo
(22/M/Nottingham, United Kingdo)   
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