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Clouds of Clouds

We live in a superficial world of shattered identities and a loss of reality my senses are Numb We do not know what it is to feel : anything sadness has died in cipralex anxiety has drowned in clonazepam my cheap, glass arm was about to break in the basement of a house that i tried so hard to call home I am utter sheer nonsense we will live together, and I, I will die alone
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Apr 2, 2017
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#pills#identity#doctors#fog#medication#lethargic#superficial#mental-illness#phone-addiction
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