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Oct 2014
In my head,
I see things.
What do they mean?
What do they want?
Should I stay?
Should I run?
The doctors try,
To understand.
It has been,
Seven years.
In my head,
I get lost.
In my head,
You get lost.
Just leave,
My head,
Alone.
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Remembering The Past  In my head
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