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Jan 2020
Now come
Collect my damaged mood
Rid my darkened mind
Find where it aches
And speak to it

Drag it from the deep
Hold it
Let it burn
And poison our feelings
It was sowed long ago
And now ages

It weighs more now
Affects me deeper
Finds my weakness
And doesn't give warning

Does it hurt?
I'm not sure yet
Written by
Tom Salter  19/M/Brighton
(19/M/Brighton)   
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     Zia, Juneau and ---
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