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Jun 2015
My cardboard box
has no holes,
walls as thick,
as my self control,
breaking them down,
I struggle to breath.
A paper cut
leaves me to bleed.
skye davies
Written by
skye davies  England
(England)   
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   ---, What I Feel, dravenstorm and RH 78
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