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Dec 2018
A feeling.
A feeling that will not leave.
It stays, it lingers, it grows,
It holds you, it takes you, it breaks you.

You fall, collapse, entrapped by its grasp,
You cannot help but wear that deadly mask.
Those emotions you once held dear soon disappear,
Those things that once made you break you.

You cannot stop,
You cannot go,
Just stuck in the middle,
Just wanting someone to know.

So you choose to drink and forget,
So you drink and regret,
Let a cascade of human emotions unfold,
Let yourself become alone.

Most do not understand,
Most think you are mad.

But they do not see,
They are just blind,
They don’t realise,
You’re just broken inside.
Conor Bristol
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Conor Bristol  20/M/England Nottingham
(20/M/England Nottingham)   
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