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Sep 2015
rage is filling me
anxiety is thrilling me
this unmanageable want to rip my skin
is tearing me apart, like some internal sin
my soul is crying, my brain is frying
and now i must go
what i will do, even i never know
Anastasia Anderson
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Anastasia Anderson  Magnolia, Tx
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