Writing
Writing
Makes me feel
So fulfilled
So many years
It was my only escape
And now when
I need one
I can’t get away
I can’t just make
Me be loved
Fulfilled
Worthy of this life
I feel so down
I just want to sleep
Sleep the days away
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