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Jun 2020
Somedays I think it will make me feel better.
Other days I wake with- other days I stay awake until the sun hurts my eyes, and it no longer feels warm, just hot.
My heart feels missing.
My mind feels messy. *****.
Everything is too loud and I go again to drown it out.
But I scare easily, so I run away by going nowhere.
I hide until I see nothing.
And when I see nothing, Iā€™m too afraid to see anything.
How can I find a door when the whole house is burning.
Maybe this new bottle will help me find the door.
Written by
Hunter Green  In the Moonlit Evergreen
(In the Moonlit Evergreen)   
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   Eman and MS Anjaan
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