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I wrote how I felt
on a small slip of paper
and I threw it
into the ocean
to never been seen
*again
fear.
 Jun 2015 Marisa Lu Makil
furies
East and west
Right and left
Never will there be a greater void
Than the one created through those that are too poised
How did I get here?

I have a
Knife in my heart

Sword in my soul

And a bullet in my head

Yet I'm still going

How does that work?
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