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Nov 2018
I'm living in this dark fantasy,
Where I'm surrounded my deranged demons.
Back in that room,
With my attacker...
Reliving the moment second by second,
Minute by minute,
Hour by hour.
Slowly slipping away.
Very, very, slowly,
Until I disappeared.
Back into my dark fantasy.
Buried Words
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Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
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