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Aug 2013
When I think about it
My throat swells up
And I can feel my stomach lurch into my chest
My body's caving in
And tears fall slowly from my face
Wiping them away
I remember
This is not how you're supppsed to feel
Written by
Rosè
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   Gary Muir
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