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May 2015
These days,
talking to you is like
screaming.
Under water

No matter how loud
I am,
the waters will always drown out
my pleas.
To the ears that need to hear them.

I think I'm cracking under the pressure
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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