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Mar 2012
When you are
sitting in an empty room,
waiting for a call,
that you know is
never gunna come.

When you're  
sick of having
to hurt yourself
just to feel anything at all.

When you are literally,
a butterfly-heart
staring into a spider's eyes.
Caught in the web of
a mess much larger than
your deepest fears.
Remember, **** gets better.
Sacrelicious
Written by
Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
(31/M/Hell)   
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     Sacrelicious, Kayla, Weeping willow, Odi and Dev A
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