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Jan 2017
On the outside I look sick
My lips are pale my eyes sunken in
My hair tangled, face grey
I stand frowning, still,
Breathing slowly, silently

On the inside I press against the walls
I beat the ground, and I sob
I shake with sobs,
And I fall on the floor
Crying help me  help me

*I just want to feel right again
Rj
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