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Jan 2017
I can not grasp the ******* perception of time
It seems that I do not understand present from past
And it kills me inside
Slowly ripping my mind apart
Numb heart, it feels every thing at once and nothing at all.
All of it is felt outside
Am I even here?
Not dreaming, dark circles. Never asleep but not fully awake.
Cristy Sesma
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