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Jul 2018
The way I feel is nothing compared
To how you feel.
At least that’s what you tell me.
I shouldn’t feel this way
‘ I’m fine’
That’s what I hear.
So what do I feel?
Do I feel?
My loss of reality. death?
Written by
yours truly  14/F/United States
(14/F/United States)   
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     Ciel Noir and E Morris
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