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Feb 2020
There are thoughts that crowd me
Choke me, drown me
Lose me in a fractal name
And drown me in an endless flame

Questions I’ll never know
Skills I will never show
With no words to say it
I simply can’t convey it

A feeling with no sense
No sound, no touch, no scent
A feeling with no shape
(A theft, a ****, a ****).

Living in this gruesome time
My bleeding mind
Is suffocating
Lizzie
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Lizzie  21/F/Laputa
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