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May 2018
All the tears that i have swallowed,
I still feel them in my throat.
With every breath i take
I feel them.
They are like an arrow in my chest.
Home of sadness,
fear
and pain.
I wish i could  cry them all out
and just be happy and brave.
But that doesn't help
They are always there
Sitting on my chest.
Written by
Sarah Swan
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