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Jul 2013
I feel it in my bones.
I need it.
I want it.
But I know I can't.

The urge is so great.
Will I falter?
I know I must stop.
But it seems to make me feel better.

The thought of it
Tapping against my thick skull
I must not falter.
But I always do.
Megan H
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Megan H  27/F/Texas
(27/F/Texas)   
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