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Alex Nov 2017
Hot tears and bad thoughts
Dark room and bright clocks
Soaked pillow and stuffy nose
Pitch black through the window
Can't breathe, I'm alone.
Please! This doesn't feel like home!
Sad suicidal scenarios in my head
Wish they were my life instead
If there are any spelling errors I apologize.. I haven't slept since 7am yesterday..

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