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Jun 28
Bed shaking
stop thinking
it's going to be just fine.

Head spinning
eyes that are just there
and a song for the restless.

Oh what i would do for a pretty brain
it's way too much pain
free me from this cage...
It's growing inside my veins.
Written by
Nour
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