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Jun 2018
Numb. Is all I feel. hands, feet and heart.
all numb. broken and shredded like a dead crushed leaf. I lie against the cold concrete floor.
knocking my knuckles against the brick wall. The skin turning red like the red I see all day long. The crying has stopped long ago, as all the tears have been used and wasted. I think of my future that has already been broken.
Written by
moyees  19/F/South Africa
(19/F/South Africa)   
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