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Feb 2022
I get my rage from my mother's side
And addiction vibes from my father's line
And man OCD's pulling out my hair
Yeah my brain feels like a nightmare

I'm attention deficit
And my anxiety's loving it
When I think about possibly dying
I wonder if i'm really ok?

Ouch! Life hurts like that
When hearts and panic stress attacks
And even though I feel like hell sometimes
I kinda always find a silver lining

Ouch! My smile's bruised
It's often that I feel confused
But even though I feel like hell is waiting
I know ima be ok
seth 78
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max  16/M/fin
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