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Jun 2022
Lost in my dark forest of madness
Shapes and shadows form
Voices from a far untouchable place
Are they hallucinations
No it's you trying to pull me out
After all this time
Not sure if you are real
I don't want to fall
You hurt me once before
I have to try
I must run away
Tessa Tyler
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Tessa Tyler  46/F/Pennsylvania
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