Wake me when

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I was thinking too deeply

of why I held this pain

as my energy

high on my emotions

my mind was crowded

can't sleep

blistering ache

exploding inside

my soul was fading

can't hear my own heartbeat

my eyes blacking out

my soul whispered

" wake me when its quiete ".

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— t e k u j i ✒

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