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Sep 2015
the wiring in my brain has been rearranged
people keep telling me that im deranged
i try and speak
but my voice is too weak
somethings not right
everything is too bright
i lie and say im fine
when i cant breath most of the time
i know its all in my head
but its a struggle to get out of bed
this is like the first time ive wrote a rhyming poem. meh
tabitha
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tabitha
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   Andrew Siegel
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