Tell me where my heart is
Tell me where the blood runs from
Tell me all the words on autoplay
Tell me where to stay
Tell me all the reasons why
Tell me why there are so many ghosts
Tell me why the ghosts are walking on my brain
Categories: identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology, women
psychologistmimi 
Oh My Lord Whenever
i Hear About Brain Ghosts
i ReMeMBeR Those Days
of Being A Lonely Ghost Wandering
the Earth Not Realizing i Am Dead
No Matter How Much i Was Loved
Now All i Wanna
Do is Turn
on my HeART
Light and
Erase
Whatever
Distress A
Stranger May
Feel As Just Another
ET For ReaL ON EartH
It’s True All i Have is a
Care Package With SMiLes..:)
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