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Sep 2016
There was emptiness inside me that even the biggest of the vessels couldn’t fill,
And a silence that couldn’t be broken no matter how loud I screamed.
*I was imprisoned by the walls of pain I had somehow built myself.
Confined. Trapped. Caged.
How many more adjectives do I have to use?
Queen-Midas
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Queen-Midas  16/F/KSA
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