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Desperation drives me to distraction.
How I crave the sweet embrace
that caresses me to sleep.
My wonderland, my sweet utopia,
lost at sea and out of reach.
Misery arrives as happiness abandons
and my frustrations get the better.
I subside, slip away,
fall back into myself,
disassociate,
alleviate the ache.
For nobody,
can save me from the pain
inside my brain,
my morbid hate,
...
Wednesday 23rd November 2016 5:48 am
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