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Misery sleeps with me Confusion holds my hand Depression spoon feeds me Exhaustion builds my lonely land I'm the sole heir With anxiety holding my faith In fragile fingers bound to break
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 2:03 AM UTC
Tired of it
Misery sleeps with me Confusion holds my hand Depression spoon feeds me Exhaustion builds my lonely land I'm the sole heir With anxiety holding my faith In fragile fingers bound to break
#sadness#depression#tired#anxiety
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NotWraith
27/Non-binary/California
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 2:03 AM UTC
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