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Jun 2017
I am drenched in desperation,
It seeps out like sweat through my skin.
Dripping off me
A stench so potent
I can smell it from within.

Probably coming from my dying heart
Which needs someone to want it
More than anything else.
To know me better than I know myself.

I feel like I'll keep searching
For a connection that maybe
I'll never find.

Is there anyone out there
Wanting to help someone
Feel like they're found?
Chelsea Rae
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