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Nov 2019
Silence getting loud and I can barely hear,
Sinking behind the wheel and I can barely steer..
Drifting in and out of consciousness the guilt is here
The little kid in me is hiding under my beard..
He locked me out my heart, because Im tired of fighting the tears.
I can’t find the tears
I can’t shake this feeling
I can’t sleep right now
But I cover my head with these sheets
And the moon reminds me how dark it is
I can’t see ****
I made peace with the darkness
I made with peace with brightness of bright above my window.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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