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Feb 2018
I'm pretty messed up
More than I let on
I don't understand why
I pretend to be okay
When I am everything else
My sorrows taste of salt
At the bottom of the barrel
And it is dark inside my mind
Darker than the night
I shut my mouth to scream
Trap it between my teeth
Swallow it back
Into my beating heart
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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