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I have so many
Thoughts
Running through
My mind
I can put the letters
Together
Connect
The dots
I try to speak
Just as the thought comes
You shouldn't say that
And it's pulling it away
Along with me
Dragging me
Till I can't breathe
I'm drowning
In this ocean
In my thoughts
I want to speak
It's too late now
It pulling me down
Into the dark.

~Fin.
Sometimes it's impossible
The bad thing about
happy endings is that they're
always at the end

6:18 AM
17/12/19
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