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 Oct 2015 cashmere
Meghan Marie
Lately i question
whether I exist
or
if I am simply
a figment of everyone elses imagination.
I don't believe
i am living
nor
dead.
I am somewhere in between.
I either feel everything at once
or
nothing at all.
but how can a ghost
feel anything at all?
 Oct 2015 cashmere
Meghan Marie
Doctor please,
Crack open my rib cage
and let the light seep in.
Take this monster out of me.
Scrape it off my bones
and tear it out,
I can feel it growing larger
with every breath I take.
Doctor please,
this is killing me.
you ran your tender nails
over all my scars.
but then i looked down
and there was
blood
**e v e r y w h e r e
 Oct 2015 cashmere
nina
Nothing is wrong but,
Sadness demands to be felt.
I will sleep it off.
Been having lots of mood swings the past couple of days. Ugh. Sleep always helps though.

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