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Jun 2020
too tired to wail
too weak to scream
but i feel the panic rising in
every bone inside of me
and as it fills my body
i can't do a thing
the hallucinations
make it hard to sleep
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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