Catharsis

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Heavy the mind is, so heavy the preasure is messing with me, my judgement is mixed with emotionally figures of loving the wrong things...vision blured by the fluid draining flowing tears not cried at times of feeling frustrated and alone, alone in a room with 4 walls enclosing slowly as the mind gets heavy and looses site of the...As the walls come closer the mind gets heaveir tears start to fall from my eyes now blured by tears, the fears of the walls dissapeare...





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