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Feb 2012
There'a something going on
inside of me.
It's as if I am spiraling within,
craving to rise to the surface.
Outside I am bubbling,
reactive to everything
that touches me.
I am motionless,
a simple shell
amidst dazzling personalities.
They recognize my shell,
nodding in its direction and
it replies automatically,
as I keep spiraling beneath.
My current emotions jotted down.
DeAnna Sandoval
Written by
DeAnna Sandoval  TX/MA
(TX/MA)   
811
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