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Sep 2017
Anxiety kisses me
I have a need to retreat,
instead I give in
Its helps me blend,
blend into world I don't believe
Make believe is my kind of thing,
so **** me
**** me over
Make me forget,
forget everything
I detach easily
Kara Jean
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