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Jan 2019
You feel hopeless,
Those days you don't even feel like breathing.
Energy lacking,
Head hurting,
Eyes closing.
Never wanting to re-open.
The darkness is calling and you're trying to answer.
Yet something keeps pulling you back.
Buried Words
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Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
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