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No. Really.

It's fine, really.

I'm just bleeding.

Inside my heart is beating.

At an unsteady flowing.

While I keep my secret.

And you can keep your disruption.

While my mind falls though the fissures.

As you cut my soul with scissors.

Unable to become anyone.

I am done.

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Jun 19, 2013
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