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Oct 2018
I feel like I’m drowning, in confusion, loneliness and anxiety
This feeling cascades like a never ending tide of emotion washed away by the regret of my own indiscretions
Just as the moon controls the tide, my actions control my destiny
As the future is engulfed by the present, I begin to wonder if I am drifting into the abyss that exists within the murky depths of my mind
Breathless, I suffocate and cry out for help
It is only until I wake up that I realize that no one is there

-A kid who dreamed of becoming a king
FallenKing
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FallenKing  20/M/Toronto
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   Fawn and Bobby Copeland
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