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May 2015
Words and thoughts
ignite in my brain
and flow to my fingers
like an inferno.

Self-loathing
and uncertainty
douse the flames
and leave a blank page.

Emotions rage
against the injustice
and demand
to be set free.

But they're locked
up
tight
and I can't find the key.
Too many half-thoughts battling to be heard!!
niamh
Written by
niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
334
     NV, ryn, brandon nagley and niamh
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