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May 2018
I remember...
Laying in bed for countless hours,
Stoic and still with little power.
Those countless days I spent in my bed,
Those countless nights restless and dead.

I remember...
My crimson soul escapic my pores,
My empty heart filled with holes.
It felt like nothing, it felt like all,
I was surrounded by billions of walls.

Hidden in lies,
Deep down inside.
I'm just afraid,
and burried alive.
Jay Dayz
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Jay Dayz  18/Non-binary/La Isla del Encanto
(18/Non-binary/La Isla del Encanto)   
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