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Jun 2018
Don’t move.
Lie very still.
Will that make this not real

Heavy
My heart, the blankets
Hold me down, hold me down

Keep in your screams.
They won’t do anything here
Not to capture this, the fear

Close your eyes.
Don’t let in any excess stimuli.
The head games won’t work this time

Unconscious
The only state I’m free
From earth, from me, from misery

Don’t wake up.
Please
Don’t wake up.
Alex B
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Alex B  26/F/CA
(26/F/CA)   
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