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Dec 1
I live in a place
Where being alright
And being okay
Can't be reality
Unless I step outside of my head
Out of the body
That lays in my bed
And float onto a cloud
Of false dreams
False promises
And false hope

I grew up inside choas
Abuse
And trauma

Every turn I take
And every turn I took
Led to a door with a demon behind
Waiting and ready to taint my mind
My body
My soul
Until reality
No longer seemed
To hold much importance

If you know me
And you understand my reality
You'll understand why
Eventually within my mind
I'll run out of time
Apr/14/2022
Raven
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Raven  20/Non-binary/The middle of empty
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