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Jul 2010
A ragged breath drawn in
to help extinguish the agony,
the deep, unfettered torture
that sums the entirety of my existence.
And I've had enough
I've done enough.
But then inside I can only
see that I am not enough.
Swirling round and sinking down.
Down into the sweet abyss of darkness.
Copyright 2009 PRH
Written by
Rachael Hectus
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