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Sep 2018
I want to escape,
from this recurring darkness
amidst the singsong voices
that I hear from my cluttered thoughts;
from the demons beneath my bed
that whisper me evil nothings
invading through the abyss of my privacy;
I am trapped in this madness
amongst my impulsive choices
that has made me so chaotic.

I want to,
but it invades and now I am haunted
keeping me distracted
and unable to sleep.
02/02/18
maia mischa
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maia mischa  22/F/PH
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   Sarah Elaine
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