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Jun 2019
Clawing at my throat
I am.
I cant seem to breathe. But somehow
I am
I couldn't stop the crying but now
I am
And im okay
I am
Im not still clawing
Im not.
Written by
Nevaeh Lynn  18/F
       Ken Pepiton, Lara Mari, Empire and Iska
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