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Crumbling

It’s a weird feeling. To feel like you’re losing bits and pieces of yourself every day. Every moment, sitting back and watching it happen unable to stop or pull yourself away. It’s a weird feeling, to say the least.

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sarah-camacho

Published: Mar 20, 2013
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