January 2012
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Anxious Hearts
I can’t be alone anymore. My happiness is dependent On the Presence of Others And a comforting touch.
You don’t get it… I don’t want to come home Only to lie in the dark Only to have my mind’s Unbearable, torturing thoughts agonize me.
I start out stable and then a tiny voice starts to talk and it overanalyzes my life and my friends and slowly she starts to...