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Sep 2017
it's 1am i shattered
i'm loosing parts of me i didn't know existed
my chest feels empty and bruised
my stomach is no longer a stomach
but a concave hole
filled with catipllars crawling around beginning to form a cocoon of anxiety
Niesha Radovanic
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Niesha Radovanic
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