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Distractions


I sit here alone in my bed like most nights. With too much empty silence that makes my mind wander into endless warpholes. I tear myself apart to the sound of absolutely nothing. So i plug into the stream once more and drown out the feelings that tend to overcome. I need this sensation wether it's to stop it or embrace the sadness of when I'm left alone. Sometimes i need someone to speak the way i am feeling since they take the words right out of my mouth. I'm lost and simply need a distraction.
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