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Mar 2013
my heart is going to blow inside of my chest and
i accept it
because i am floating on clouds of *******
my limbs
are numb
my tongue
is numb
my throat
is numb
my head
is numb
i am the definition of sad and nostalgic
but not tonight.
Breanna Hermann
Written by
Breanna Hermann  Glendale, AZ
(Glendale, AZ)   
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