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Nov 2017
My gut is raising above my lungs
I feel it in my throat
I stayed up far too late last night
My balance like a ship
On the water in a storm
I glance around to look at the glowing eyes
Peering upon me
My body stumbles through the hallways
I take another breath
My eyes flicker
Pulses emerge from my chest
I feel like ****
Yet I do not regret it
I needed the escape
I needed the release
I needed to feel
quintin sinclair
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quintin sinclair  16/M/Milky Way Galaxy
(16/M/Milky Way Galaxy)   
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