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Mar 2016
Disgust vile feelings that bubble in the heat of my blood as they course the intracies of my veins they reach my and I collapse to my knees and weep tears they never seem to end as I start drowning in this closed room that I have created these feelings finally make their way into my brain and I begin to swim against what tears I have cried I do not wish to fall victim to my sorrow and I can create a new hope can't I  is that even possible what is this cold feeling I have icing the heat that travels through my blood it's your touch thank you from saving me from my self thank you now that I am frozen in the happiness I leave the rest to you
Zack Witzig
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Zack Witzig  26/Canada
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