My mind crumples when I think of you,and of who you used to be.
Before everything spiraled out of my control,
and into you.
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Crashing Thoughts
Poetry"My thoughts are rushing back and fourth, like the tide is pulling my problems away"
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My mind crumples when I think of you,and of who you used to be.
Before everything spiraled out of my control,
and into you.