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Jan 2015
If I could, I would gather the fragments of your void. I would posses the demons crawling across your skin. I would extract the fowl voices from your head. I would engulf all your pain. I would bury your suffering in my chest,

But I am too weak to be your cure.
kaylene- mary
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kaylene- mary  19/F/South Africa
(19/F/South Africa)   
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