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May 2015
Crying can happen so gently...
But oh god does it hurt
When you're curled up crying so hard
You think you might scream,
But your throat constricts
And all that you could ever muster
Is an unintentional mangled squeak of raw emotion.
Finally breaking.
Amber Bowen
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Amber Bowen  Locked away in my mind.
(Locked away in my mind.)   
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