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writing is what keeps me sane. I keep fighting these unfair games with my brain the commotion in my head so loud I can barely think straight sleepless nights and empty walls my mind is an endless hall chaos, madness, hurricanes I can't seem to turn away maybe I'm the one to blame.
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Sep 12, 2024
Sep 12, 2024 at 6:30 AM UTC
Clinically Sane
writing is what keeps me sane. I keep fighting these unfair games with my brain the commotion in my head so loud I can barely think straight sleepless nights and empty walls my mind is an endless hall chaos, madness, hurricanes I can't seem to turn away maybe I'm the one to blame.
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Sep 12, 2024
Sep 12, 2024 at 6:30 AM UTC
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