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Jun 2022
My brain is cracked
the tension lines are dark
My habits untracked
Suppressed and lifeless
The chest is silent
heartbeat faint
The loss of control
and I can't control myself at all
the cure is for those who wants to be cured
the disease makes it
harder to think
it is just so hard, I keep blinking.
Druzzayne Rika
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Druzzayne Rika  24/F/Living inside the poetry
(24/F/Living inside the poetry)   
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