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Jul 2017
This is my room, these are my four barren walls.
This is where anxiety keeps me in chains,
this is where I shield myself from the hurt.
Here Iā€™m alone, nothing will rip my soul in twain.
This is where I wear my heart on my sleeve,
this is where darkness will find no home.
Here is my life, like superfluidity,
flowing free as a waterfall with an infinite drop.
This is my room, these shadows are mine alone.
Michael J Simpson
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Michael J Simpson  31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland
(31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland)   
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