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May 2017
I think I'm alive, but I can't even feel a heartbeat
And my soul feels cold despite the intense heat.
I thirst for a sense of sanity,
A sense of normal.
I can't find it and anytime
I ask someone for directions
They have no idea what I'm looking for...

And neither do I...
Maybe insanity is my normal..
Written by
Diamond Flame  20/F
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