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Nov 2015
Sometimes I have these thoughts

They cause my stomach to tie up in knots

They tend to whisper, hidden in the seems

But when I'm alone they scream

Oh they scream

They scream and they scream and they scream

Engulfing me in their truth or their lies

The lies, oh the lies that it cries

They scream out these things

To make a rope swing

To hurt myself in the strangest of means

They point out every flaw, me it demeans

They tell me of the love I'll never receive

Tearing away every piece of me

Causing me to bleed

Oh to bleed is the only relief

Sometimes I have these thoughts

They cause my stomach to tie up in knots

They tend to whisper, hidden in the seems

But when I'm alone...

They scream
Erica R Garcia
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Erica R Garcia
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   Keith Edward Baucum and ryn
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