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Jul 28
Could be surrounded
Still stay alone
Idle time letting my brain roam
Places that it should never go
Everywhere feels like a foreign zone
Feelings have turned so cold
Xanax has me in a monotone
Can't get out of this stronghold
More pills swallowed
Downfall should be followed
Written by
MWilson  26/F/St. Louis, MO.
(26/F/St. Louis, MO.)   
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