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Jun 2018
Dark, gloomy thoughts cloud my mind again,
Filling my entire head with clouds thicker than cigarette smoke.

Scary, frightening thoughts fill my brain again,
I wish that this morning I never really woke.

I just want control
Over my mind
Over my thoughts
Over my actions
Over my choices

But I will never get that control...

I just need to make peace with it.
I need to make peace with myself and this uncontrollable life.
Lara P
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Lara P  18/Cisgender Female
(18/Cisgender Female)   
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