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Blurred images Hazy edged pictures Images with burn holes  Things to see behind Clouds of lingering sleep This is the first time in awhile I've actually felt okay The world is still moving to fast  And me too slow But my mind has a window So I can see and hear  Though my throat still  Struggles for sounds My hands form letters That form words That form phrases My thoughts on pages  My feelings on paper  My soul wrapped into words That will never be spoken  These are my own words written by someone else, hope you guys enjoy my first poem in a while, things are actually improving. If im lucky i'll survive -Andy
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
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Blurred images Hazy edged pictures Images with burn holes  Things to see behind Clouds of lingering sleep This is the first time in awhile I've actually felt okay The world is still moving to fast  And me too slow But my mind has a window So I can see and hear  Though my throat still  Struggles for sounds My hands form letters That form words That form phrases My thoughts on pages  My feelings on paper  My soul wrapped into words That will never be spoken  These are my own words written by someone else, hope you guys enjoy my first poem in a while, things are actually improving. If im lucky i'll survive -Andy
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
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