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May 2018
I open my mouth
But no words come out,
I lift my pen
And no longer know how,

To express myself,
And how I feel.
As if the world itself,
Stopped being real.

Then I hear a song
And tears roll down
Sensations awaken
As I start to drown.

There isn't a soul,
that can save me now.
Or maybe there is...
I just can't see how.
Jessica Lima
Written by
Jessica Lima  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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