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Mar 2013
I think something
has crawled inside my stomach
and is eating me away
from the inside
out.
I feel uneven
as though gravity has betrayed me
and I am
water
stuck at an angle.
You were here last;
you snuck in my ears
with words
unlike any I've ever heard;
and now you're stuck
in my
ocean
of a mind.
Swimming, drowning
no oxygen;
just a mess.
A mess of creatures
and salt
from the tears
I do not let escape
either.
Zoe Christine
Written by
Zoe Christine  Wisconsin
(Wisconsin)   
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   Leila Rafie
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