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Nov 2011
Resolve is      plastered    
underneath   my skin

coated    with
lay  ers


to keep it in


Sha llow
thoughts fizzzzle
like     nerve     ends


never
reaching
conclusion


Live wires
inside my        mind


faintly touch      the tip of my
tongue


then    snap    back
    without                  result


without
       explanation


without
          resolution


This waiting game
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l.eaves me
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a..nswer                 less
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t.h.ought      less
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m.ind                less
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Written by
Zoe Ray
548
   serah
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