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Aug 2019
I choose not to talk for I have nothing to say,
I choose not to converse as I have lost my way,
I am scared of what you think, I am scared of what they say.
My plight is in my head and from this I can't escape.
I choose not to see you,
Sometimes i'd rather be alone,
I've no need for existence,
When we exist behind a phone.
Written by
SaintMethyl  20/M/England
(20/M/England)   
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