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Oct 2017
Pain:
A long forgotten memory.
A distant cry.
A question.
Why.

A deep hollow laughter.
A snap in the brain.
Warm and heavy breathing.
I was always insane.

A slith in your wrist.
A very dark day.
It's stands in the garden,
and shall never decay.
Will my depression always be in control?
Eowyn
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Eowyn  24/F/Iceland/Denmark
(24/F/Iceland/Denmark)   
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   --- and Thomas Halls
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