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Jun 2018
Depression tastes like disappointment,
Anxiety smells like ****,
OCD feels like Groundhog Day,
And anorexia looks like art .
You learn to ‘live’ and ‘cope’,
And you learn to fill your days,
You swallow more drinks and pop more pills and live through a medicated haze.
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destiny  F/everywhere and nowhere
(F/everywhere and nowhere)   
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     V and Poppy
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