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Mind Body and Soul

I have no conscious left to guide me through this one

My brain doesn't know how to handle all this hatred

There are no options left

 

I will not waste another exhausting moment trying to understand

My heart doesn't know how to handle all this pain

There are no options left

 

I had never been so ******* caught off guard

My soul doesn't know how to juggle all these broken pieces

There is not a single ******* option left

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l-smida
American
Published
Aug 9, 2015
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**** you. I hate you.

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