Dear diary, what is wrong with me?
'cos i'm fine between the lines.
be not afraid.
help is on its way.
a sentence suspended in air, way over there.
Dear diary, what else could it be?
as nightshade descends like a veil, under the sail of my heart.
be still, don't stop unti the end.
Dear diary, what is wrong with me?
'cos i'm fine between the lines
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