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Apr 2017

Your flesh was mine
and my flesh was yours,
but you were taken away from me
I can no longer be kept
inside a box,
thoughts can no longer be
and castles I built on clouds
are now destroyed,
out of small clothes I've grown
and the land of childhood
is now but a void,
a room with four walls
I've been told to evacuate from,
and now I move
hastily into this world,
as it unravels me
and takes what good it finds,
begging for it to call
a truce with my mind.
Written by
Crimsyy  17/F/In my mind
(17/F/In my mind)   
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