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Jun 2017
my mistakes are like a thousands little voices in the back of my mind
haunting me , slowly driving me insane . tranquility I cannot find
their telling me I will not amount to anything
because I destroyΒ Β everything
I am drowning in their appraisal
making me feel incapable.
alex
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alex  18/F
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