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Jun 2020
As my days and nights turn into a haze. My thoughts linger of things Ive said and done that I cannot change.

My feelings are overwhelming,and my head begins to stir. I'm left at a lost of all my worried thoughts that have occured.

Overwhelmingly darkness lingers ahead and the thought of processing it makes me feel sick in my head.

My mind plays tricks on me that I feel are so ovsured. But parts of me finds truth in to fill the void within
Tessa Marie
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Tessa Marie  Wonderland
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