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Heavy Lids

Torment, guilt, and regret.

These are the fruits of today.

These poisonous fruits,

grow on every tree in my garden.

Aching inside, they laugh at me,

taunt me

These three feelings combined,

wrapped in silk,

ruin my love,

my life

my dreams

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Published: Feb 26, 2015
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Notes: BPD is a killer
Tags: #disorder #anxiety #line #emotion #personality #mood #swings #bpd #border

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