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just trying to deal with some things sitting here at 3am hunched by the sink lost in my thoughts tossing, turning all night long my head, my heart, it's all a mess something's wrong... my body is aching my heart is drowning my stomach is churning head spinning an emotional fever spreading like wildfire longhand, short so indecisive spelling abhorrent i am a mess i need the moon but it has been cloudy lately not an ounce of moonlight seeping through... i miss the silver shine i need a dose, soon i can't breathe... i should sleep.
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Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
notebook entry #291
just trying to deal with some things sitting here at 3am hunched by the sink lost in my thoughts tossing, turning all night long my head, my heart, it's all a mess something's wrong... my body is aching my heart is drowning my stomach is churning head spinning an emotional fever spreading like wildfire longhand, short so indecisive spelling abhorrent i am a mess i need the moon but it has been cloudy lately not an ounce of moonlight seeping through... i miss the silver shine i need a dose, soon i can't breathe... i should sleep.
(C) Elissar Mustapha, 25 Jan. 2019 i wrote this in my notebook while i was crying so just for reference, my spelling in the original was horrible, hence the sentence in the poem.
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