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As the mind wanders and night risesI find myself uneasyA string of perpetual sorrowReveling in past glory and miseryAs if my present lifeBelongs to the ceiling and the wallsOf the room I once exploredLove and life as a teenagerWhat simple treasures long pastAnd yet I hold tightWhen the silky cloud of my pastSeeps and dwells beneath my skinRed bumps and stress riseLacking release and a strong mindFor which I feel chained and unbrokenTreading the rain that resembles all I have left and forgotten.
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All I know is my truth and at 16 I was in a substance induced psychosis...and I got this
Have you ever been so aware of you self that you felt like you've lost your self?