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Aug 2017
Last night my wall was breathing, yet you insist that I'm fine. You think I'm lying and I can't understand why. I feel insane because I see things I can't explain, meanwhile you say I'm probably just tired. I would guess I've been tired for years now, watching these things drown my sanity and leave me with no way out. They take all passion and inspiration I can find. They leave me wishing I would just die.
Written by
Nyk  FTM/Toledo
(FTM/Toledo)   
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