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Unsettled Unsure Underneath my composure I cringe I fold I lose all sense of control Time forces me past this dividend But I still yearn between two ends To find To know To somehow let it go Or run Or hide Or burn it all inside
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 7:32 AM UTC
Mental Divide
Unsettled Unsure Underneath my composure I cringe I fold I lose all sense of control Time forces me past this dividend But I still yearn between two ends To find To know To somehow let it go Or run Or hide Or burn it all inside
#composure#ending#burn#hide#letitgo#mental#divide
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deliadarling
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 7:32 AM UTC
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