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Mar 2013
Hello, are you the one?
The one to see me through?
I am a missing person.
I linger in your bones.
I fit in your skin.
I swear I do, I fit right in.
Bind me from doing harm
to others, but never from myself.
For I am nothing but a bundle of flesh.
And I am slipping away.
I wish I could describe my thoughts and emotions better. ugh
flynt
Written by
flynt  Olympia, WA
(Olympia, WA)   
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