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Aug 2019
My thoughts have become my vision
I don't need eyes to see anymore
I can think of one singular thing that divides into multiple
Thoughts
They control me
And I don't know
If I need to see anymore
If they know what's coming next
Why should I
I can just hide
Hide alone
And let them consume me
They always seem to be right

- Anxiety
ronnie
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ronnie  22/F/Canada
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