I don't feel well.
My heart has sunk.
Call me,
keep me away from my music
keep me from drawing
someone stop me from sleeping,
all my days away,
all my sorrow and pain.
I don't even know where it comes from,
but suddenly I feel so stuck, in a hole.
Let me out ; ^ ;
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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