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Aug 2013
Walking through an asylum
Am I insane? I don't know.
Waking up in an asylum
Insanity has it's hold, it won't let me go.
Waking up after your lie
The pain is gone but I'm so tired
Going through my life
Making difficult decisions while trying to survive
This is not fine
We will not come out alive
Give me something
So I can end my own life.

*-c.a.
I wrote this in a dream
Caroline
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Caroline  United States
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