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Hands shake,

As the feeling of fear starts to take its course

A tired mind leads to empty thoughts

And emotions that don’t exist anymore


Tears unconsciously roll down

Creating puddles where you stand

Drying up eventually

As if it didn’t exist.


There is no reprieve for someone who falls

Into the emotional rabbit hole

That has no way out

There is just you all alone in a place you call home.

Early Morning Blues ►


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