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Sep 2013
I can hear it
Calling for understanding
On my skin and in my bones
It pollutes my veins
Craves an escape hatch
Pounds at my rib cage
Paces behind my eyes
Screams to be let free
It doesn't know that there is a lock
And I don't have the key
Written by
Kathleen M  24/F/Alberta, Canada
(24/F/Alberta, Canada)   
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