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Nov 2019
My mind is fidgeting with my soul like a kid playing tricks
My soul is dividing my body like one who does not care for herself
My body is failing me and destroying my peace of the unknown
But this will always be that way
Nobody really cares until it's too late
Nobody really realizes until it's time to go
Nobody understands until you're just a picture on a shelf
Or a note on a fridge
You are not that special to them as they say
But you are special in yourself
You are one of a kind
And don't you ever forget it
You are you
You are more than enough

- 02/22/19
Written by
nsw
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