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Dragging herself out of bed She stared at the damp grass ; stared at the dew that seems to hold unto the leaf of grudges. Sipping in the freshness of the day, a normal day for some ; a lifetime darkness for her. She who locks anxiety in her tiny chest, kept piling up the bricks, and created a wall of nausea. She met her demons on a quiet suburb, wanting them to stay - for she was high on negativity.
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 8:58 AM UTC
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Dragging herself out of bed She stared at the damp grass ; stared at the dew that seems to hold unto the leaf of grudges. Sipping in the freshness of the day, a normal day for some ; a lifetime darkness for her. She who locks anxiety in her tiny chest, kept piling up the bricks, and created a wall of nausea. She met her demons on a quiet suburb, wanting them to stay - for she was high on negativity.
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 8:58 AM UTC
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