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Jan 2019
My ribcage aches again,
Throbs as I tumble down the mud riddled *****.
It’s getting dark again and I’m losing my mind.
Where is Home?  
The soft sweet comfort of knowing I am safe?
Safe from myself.

I am in pain.
Written by
Madds  Melbourne
       Joel M Frye, ---, victoria, Perry, Kam and 2 others
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