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Jan 2020
it's 10 am
how did I start
I wonder
scratching my legs
rushing towards the nail clippers
it gets better
heartbeat too fast
might pass out
I took a call and collapsed
afraid of the other side
good thing they can't look into my eyes
falling to the floor
hitting down the walls
my heart is out of control
I haven't touched my brain
it's only Tuesday
why can't I live peacefully
chaotic mornings
where's my oxygen
I'm only scared
this is the beginning
let it be the last
eileen
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eileen
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