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Soldiers In My Mind
I am at the pit of my breakdown
Saying goodbye to sleep I once loved
Food I could once eat without nausea
Dreams
That once allowed rest
Help me
I pray
Sitting on the floor sobbing
Do I allow this pain to make me human
Or wish it away?
I bring these matters to You
I cannot do it alone
I’m still processing
Picking out the safest part...
Saturday 16th November 2019 10:20 pm
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