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Jul 2020
the things i see are hideous and the things i feel are scared of the things i see.
i dont feel much but i feel that.
feeling lost but seeing three different directions is so frustrating.
tell me why i closed my eyes when things got rough.
pushed enough to shove and drown the dove
dont drown the dove just yet i said.
to feel prolonged suffering.
put me out of my misery.
i cant drown the dove on my own.
i need some help.
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Roze  21/Other/United Kingdom
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