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Jan 2019
Lost between the lines.
All I do is cry.

Why do I even try?

These thoughts won’t leave me alone.
My mind is overflowed.

Am I dreaming?
I dissociate during social settings.
Written by
Lost Girl  19/F/Chicago
(19/F/Chicago)   
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