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my head lays heavy on my pillows comfortless filled in each and every one of them these thoughts have multiplied in the millions its an issue but whenever they're gone I miss it I wonder when I think that way is that the real me thinking and speaking internally pleading for me To see differently.
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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my head lays heavy on my pillows comfortless filled in each and every one of them these thoughts have multiplied in the millions its an issue but whenever they're gone I miss it I wonder when I think that way is that the real me thinking and speaking internally pleading for me To see differently.
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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