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Jul 2015
Its 9.45
I could'nt feel less alive
I seem to be falling, sinking
In my own bed
And I hope that maybe
Just maybe
The mattress might swallow me whole
Can't wait to fall asleep again.
Written by
Nikita  22/F/New Zealand
(22/F/New Zealand)   
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