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Apr 2020
I’m gone
The happiness left.
All that is left is saddens.
Here the birds singing,
Telling me to run.
I asked where they said anywhere your mind is coming.
Why i am running from my own mind?
I must be my worst friend.
Help me please! I need to run!
I heard a girl telling me to follow her, I do.
Oh no it was my Brain.
Please help me escape
I can’t stay here. It will **** me.
I will wait it’s been 3 years, I can wait another day.
Written by
Blake  24/FTM
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