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Apr 2020
i hear screaming
must be dreaming
my soul hurts
my veins, they're bleeding

knock me down
let me drown
please give me
any pronoun

call me weak
don’t let me speak
take my words
and make them bleak

make me doubtless
call me useless
give me reason
to be faceless

douse my wails
say I’m frail
make me stronger
without fail
Written by
Despair
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     Holly D and Bogdan Dragos
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