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Jan 2020
feel your chest ponding at night
your whole body
this is what keeps you alive
but your brain is what keeps you refined
people care when their heart fails
but not when their brain starts
to smell rotten, in its little shell
Written by
emru  22/M
(22/M)   
98
   Juneau
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