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Jan 2020
Painfully loud my mind screams
Searching for an end to means
The chaos tries to bubble out of my mouth

Thousands of words form at once
Nothing seems to come but nonsense
Faster and faster my thoughts race
Throbbing pain, the only trace

All I want to do is yell
Yet there isn't anyone to tell
So maybe it's best I stay silent
Until my mind is not hell bent
Since it seems it's not possible to repent
Written by
Nolan Patterson  TN
(TN)   
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