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My Brain Stopped

Help my brain is broken,
I try to remember but it won’t open.
I ask what’s wrong,
And even what to do.
But I can’t do anything,
It’s affecting everything.
My brain begins to hurt,
It makes me want to cry.
I wish it would work,
So I don’t end up eating soup with a fork.
I’m so sick of being wrong,
I’m so sick of not remembering.
Written by reviewer13 (Chloe Daugherty)
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