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Jan 2015
Always so stressed.
Im a mess, at best.
Lifes a test.
And I'm barely passing
Its distracting.
My thoughts attacking.
My vision blacking.
Passed out, people shout.
Depression no doubt.
These pills, give me chills.
But the calm is for real, ideal.
Lillian Rae Lee
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Lillian Rae Lee
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