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Jul 2017
I sit next to them,
but they don’t know I’m here.

I stand in front of them,
but they don’t see me.

I brush against them,
but they don’t feel me.

I shake them with all my strength,
but they stand still.

I scream,
but they don’t hear me.

They are strong, and I am weak.
I am fluid, and they are hard as stone.
I am burning, yet they still freeze my heart.

Nothing can touch them.

They are
Invincible.

I am crumbling.
Lydia
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Lydia  22/F/Lacrosse, WI
(22/F/Lacrosse, WI)   
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