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Sep 2017
As I write this
right here,
right now,
Tears are flowing down my face.

I don't mean,
to sound overdramatic,
but sometimes,
all that unpredictability

it can be
extremely
overwhelming

Control is just an illusion
the world spirals
in and out
of focus.

I've done something
I regret
I am so sorry
This is all

my fault.
Written by
Mikaail  17/M/London
(17/M/London)   
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