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Jan 7
Memories chase me through the shadows of the halls
Can I speed up? No, I’ll eventually fall
Maybe I should just give in to the thoughts
I think I’m falling apart
Slowly but quickly
Limb by limb

My smile has left and changed to sin
The inner workings of my heart have been slowed down
Not on purpose, but only by the sound
The sound of rejection
The sound of no affection
Nothing can save me from my self sabotage
cinnamongirl
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cinnamongirl  15/F
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