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Jan 2016
I am trying to love myself
oh god, I am trying
but the stars are too far
for me to find comfort in
and the ocean
the ocean that is my blanket
lies miles from this bed
this bed where I cried until slumber
took me into nightmares
where the ice cracked underfoot
and I plunged into a lake
of self-loathing
I drowned in that cold world
And awoke with frostbite on my heart

How sad it is
to see the sun
but not feel it
I am trying to find warmth
in myself
but find only ice
and a terrible, tragic
cold.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
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