seventy two ✎ room

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there's no more room
for hope
no more room
for myself
my body
shaking under the
control of
anxiety and
depression
my mind occupied with
tormented thoughts
and a
toxic muse
as my life
slips away from
my fingertips
leaving me
alone and lost
in a place i didnt
belong
- aj

a/n: im sorry these are so bad, i've just been dealing with alot of stuff

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