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Jun 2022
its 4am- and I can't sleep
to be honest- nothing feels real
my brain's erasing my serotonin
I'm drowning in chemical imbalances
don't even want to reach out
where do I reach out
at this hour- in this crisis- how can I
get my life back
I want to be held
by someone who wants me
yet who ******* wants me
I don't want me
just hold me close- till I can't breathe
Tiara I S
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Tiara I S  26/Agender/Los Angeles
(26/Agender/Los Angeles)   
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