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Apr 2013
The undeniable pain slithers through my innocent body.
They can’t see it,
Only I can.
I scratch and slap,
I just can’t stop it.  
It takes over me and I can’t control-
the thoughts,
the hatred,
the fear,
the resistance.
It strengthens and strengthens,
until my mind is under its command,
it’s the Merlin of the mind.
And I’m under its spell.
…. Who will break the spell?
I am told that,
only I can.  
And once it’s broken,
I can be free.
And finally expose the real me.
Jenna Lou
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Jenna Lou
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   Emily Tyler
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