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Apr 2019
Sometimes I stop and think.
Right now, I’m thinking.
I think I’m going insane.

How did I get here?
Where am I now,
If I am soon to arrive at insanity?

I’ve been knocked off track.
I’ve stepped out of line.
Without you, Mia...
                                                 ...I’m aimless.

I’m in a constant state of worry.
I’m in a constant state of panic.
I’m in a constant state of insanity.

I’ve been separated from my other half.
That’s half of my soul that up and left.
Soon to be back, but for now... insanity...

She is a magnet and so am I.
Some parts of me attract her.
Some parts of me don’t.
She will force the metal together,
Whether it pulls or pushes away.
She will forever despise Heather...
                I will always love Aim.
Deep...
              ...Insanity.
Sketcher
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Sketcher  18/M/Blaine, Washington
(18/M/Blaine, Washington)   
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