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Oct 2015
I want to rip my skin off
This layer covering me
Hiding me
Shielding me from the sun
My fingers are itching
I’m banging my head against the wall
Clutching at the metal bars
I’m going crazy in this world
This world that is too small
There are too many people
And I don’t have anyone at all
Ironatmosphere
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   From Jess's Lips
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