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Six


How do you know it’s too much when it’s too much?

how do you?

six months since it all started

six months since my last breath of life 

six months since I was ablivious 

six months and now I’m alone 

six months and now I’m struggling 

Help me

Save me

tears falling on their own

fears crawling into my soul

air escaping my lungs 

fair it is not

bear with me now

dear I’m telling you how

one day it may all go away

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