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Jan 2015
Pain is like water
increasing the pressure inside a can
with a tightly closed lid.
It keeps building and building
the force of the water is getting stronger
then it explodes.
The lid flies off and the water flows out,
but that's not the end.
The water keeps spreading
and you can't put a lid on it
or it will burst again.
You have to let the water run its course,
allow yourself to feel it wash over you.
Then when it is time,
the water will drain away
and you can finally put the lid back on the can.
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
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