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Apr 2019
Days of happiness dance around
my ever-present mental frown
while a smile takes over my face
to disguise my lack of emotional grace
My mind is captured by stormy sounds
threatening to leak out of my face
and fall apart once they hit the ground
they're splashes of what it's like to be drowned
Β©Tatiana

I had a good week last week and today has just been a bad day and it's only 11 am.
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
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