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Sep 2017
Soul deep exhaustion
Penetrating my 'ever weary bones.

All the bad in my life
Crowding my throat; Suffocating me.

Life's twisted imagery;
Gut wrenching hate waltzing in my head.

I cannot find freedom
From ever changing scenery in my heart.

-ARI
ARI
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ARI  28/F
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     ryn, ---, rattletaptap and Poetria
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