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Oct 2017
I don't want them to fill the empty parts of me. 

I don't want them in the space they have already consumed and made their home.

Yet they still crawl around my mind like they own it.

Insects that cant just be flicked off.

Filling every space,  till i become them and they become me.
Meg
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Meg  29/F/UK
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