Get Lost
Heart racing, palms sweating, all the yelling and screaming deteriorating.
A book, a song, a movie, a sweet escape from all the things you hear of hate.
Get lost, just block it all out.
Heart calming, hands unclenching, no yelling or screaming.
You did it.
You got lost in another world.
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