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Aug 2019
I feel like my chest is filling with tar
I'm going deaf
I can barely notice anything real
And I'm screaming
Or trying to
And you don't notice
Nobody ever does
And I'm left hanging in the closet with my belt
WhatIHopeToFeel
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