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Jul 2015
I need to get away.
My skin feels more and more like a cage.
Covered in battle scars from fighting my mind.
I don't ******* belong here anymore
I keep feeling the need to move,
out of the state, across the globe.
Then I realize I'm yearning to be away,
from my own mind.
Caitlin
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