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Mar 2014
There is nothing worst,
then thous days you can feel yourself slipping,
your seems bursting,
your emotions braking though.
You're just waiting for something,
to evenly,
shatter you.

All day,
you live your life like your standing on the edge of a cliff,
and the rocks beneath your feet,
are crumbling away.

You start to fear,
who,
when,
where will I go off?
It probably wont even be justified,
and that's the worst part,
you're to weak to be able to handle your own emotions.

When the seal is finally broken,
you can only wait for everything to spill out,
for the flow to slow enough,
that you can cap it again,
and wait for the next build up.
Get yourself together,
and pretend,
that you are,
unbreakable.
Alyssa McWilliams
Written by
Alyssa McWilliams  Boston, Ma
(Boston, Ma)   
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   ---, Scott Fowler, Becca, Danni and M White
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