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reorganising my bedroom + an original song to listen to

Theres always those moments i feel so hopeless and the chains in my voice never break and its blurred up all my windows as it blinds the hands tyring to help me to heal and im stuck in a little world where they judge the way i breath they take all the tears i spill and then drown me in my fears but im so scared of being judged so i hide away the broken parts and i keep running when ive strained all of my heart what would you say if i asked you to save me? would you run away scared of the blackened parts of my soul

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