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Jan 2015
I feel like I'm turned inside out
My tenderness exposed
And ready to be destroyed.
My vulnerability is shouting.
I'm naked and alone.
Wolves are clawing at my skin
Tearing me to shreds.
Skinny and bruised.
Out of breath.
Darkness folds his hand.
Walls are melting.
Nothing at all feels right.
I'll hide my face in my arms
And hope I can forget.
Angela Moreno
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Angela Moreno
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