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Self soothing turned into holding my own hand It is comforting. Staying awake to watch you sleep It makes me tired I always want to attribute my pain to something but everything is fine I hold my own hand It comforts me when everything goes wrong Falling asleep before you I miss everything and it is all my fault Everything is fine Don’t comfort me I am in so much pain There is no relief Everything is wrong How do you complain? I am only reaching out for your hand
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Dec 13, 2021
Dec 13, 2021 at 3:21 PM UTC
it makes me tired
Self soothing turned into holding my own hand It is comforting. Staying awake to watch you sleep It makes me tired I always want to attribute my pain to something but everything is fine I hold my own hand It comforts me when everything goes wrong Falling asleep before you I miss everything and it is all my fault Everything is fine Don’t comfort me I am in so much pain There is no relief Everything is wrong How do you complain? I am only reaching out for your hand
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Dec 13, 2021
Dec 13, 2021 at 3:21 PM UTC
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