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Apr 2012
An explosion
A on edge way of surviving
Each day battling
Each day waiting for defeat
Abandoned by hope
Knowing evil rests here
A nice smile
Tightening innards
Survival no longer seems vital
Giving in is so simple
The urges grow
A split of a vein
It will set me free
Agony will longer reside in me
I will no longer be a abandoned memory
I will be the forgotten pain
I am not strong
Words will not change that I am weak
Time has not changed it either
I am a ticking time bomb
And I must EXPLODE
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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