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The feeling where your insides are in slow motion You begin to feel your heart beat Only hearing what is repeating in your brain Making up fictional thoughts Focusing on what is not real The feeling that makes you go deaf Your concentration is on one thing only There is nothing in the moment that could help it Mesmerized by what is not real The feeling of being desolate Emptiness brings bitterness As sweet as this may be You lose your appetite for it Craving what is not real
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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The feeling where your insides are in slow motion You begin to feel your heart beat Only hearing what is repeating in your brain Making up fictional thoughts Focusing on what is not real The feeling that makes you go deaf Your concentration is on one thing only There is nothing in the moment that could help it Mesmerized by what is not real The feeling of being desolate Emptiness brings bitterness As sweet as this may be You lose your appetite for it Craving what is not real
ashley-reem
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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