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Jul 2017
I can describe to you in full detail
all the pain
and where its located

a pit on the bottom of my stomach
it either slowly crawls into me
or something beckons it out

a hole at the bottom of my rib-cage
like I have been shot
with the power of a million words

two hands shake at my knees and neck
it feels stiff

the feeling is oozing
its dark
and it grows in groups

I fear it
morgan
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morgan  Neither/burlington
(Neither/burlington)   
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