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Apr 2021
some nights anxiety wins
and i'm left a
withering, melting mess

of holding back tears and
an aching in my heart
and sheer helplessness

do i want the night to end
or perhaps a reset, a redo
so i can claim it back for myself

but tonight i've lost
fighting a war on multiple fronts, and im ****** struggling, i need a 24 hour inconsequential day so ******* badly
Hannah
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Hannah  Singapore
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