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Fallen down

Nothing of substance flows from this mind
Shit is niether good or bad theres a flattening
I cannot  help but fill the void inside
Thoughts of a future filled of exsistance so bleak
So many tears years without change
Why does reality feel so strange
Sick to nausea by my own cause
Looking to the dark past  for pause
There isnt much fantasizing could repair
If im not where i need to be
I could break  down further
But i am in fear  of the level of pain i withstand
This life path isnt what i planned withered and broken
I could barely stand  
Written by diablia363 (Alisha Ranstrom)
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