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Apr 2013
Oh, wide eyes, why do you pry inside
      trying to **** the lie that sustains me
            refrains me.
Here no echoes dredge these walls
      leaving the empty eager
            and disfigured
Watch me, watch myself, watching life around me
      avoiding a life lived in anger
            by a stranger
Chelsea Gonzo
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