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Feb 2018
I’m awake to my own crippling
Knowing that it’s crippiling me

Aware ite like my own branded disease
I’m awak to it...yet no one can see

So silenced by my own homemade fears
It’s something I need
Yelling out to save me
Yet no one is here

I’m awake
Yes, I know

To stop this madness
I don’t want to, but I have to
Let go
Written by
Lindsey Christopherson  22/F
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