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Jul 16
Sleeping through pain is a tumor
All emotions become scary
And you'd rather sleep
And starve your soul
And become a martyr for your fears
Than feel anything other than temporary happiness

I am the Apple Tree.
Please, feast
Written by
Psychostasis  22/M/Nowhere special
(22/M/Nowhere special)   
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