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Jan 2013
My heart is a cracked egg spilling into my lungs,
wrapping around my organs.
Dripping,
suffocating,
drowning.
Filling my toes, feet, calves, thighs.
Clogging my capillaries
until I cannot breathe.
Until it bursts its banks
and abounds the bathroom tiles.
Written by
Chelsea Chapman
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