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Oct 2012
Numbness flows like icy blood through my veins
Consuming my feelings and overwhelming my brain
But could it be worse than the most searing pain?
It’s like the dark night chasing the light from the sky
It stops you from seeing, it makes you go blind
It may seem a good thing but could it be a lie?
Meg Carpenter
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Meg Carpenter  London
(London)   
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