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#obsessive-compulsive-disorder
When I'm wide awake At 4 AM My mind still buzzing while my body is shaking A tear rolls down my pale cheeks As I clutched and pulled and begged at the sheets My hands red, raw, with a thousand tiny lacerations The train of my thoughts not stopping at stations As my conciousness fades, an attempt to stall, the inevitable breakdown. And I fall And fall.
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
Broken.