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Aug 2016
The demons that possess my past
Hold their strongest clasp
Causing my turning and tossing
Drawing from me gasps
Searching for refuge in a happy thought
That has not yet been devoured
Is like sitting in a witch's caldroun
Hoping to not be boiled over
All these skeletons have been adding up
And the closet doors no longer shut
I'm trapped and I can't breathe
My heart is racing
My mind twice as fast
Somebody help me before I pass
Samm Marie
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Samm Marie  22/F/Somewhere Between
(22/F/Somewhere Between)   
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