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Oct 2013
never
my chest is constantly
like fault lines,
trembling and
aching
and shaking under
my skin,
because i'm not
"stable" and
i'm not "social"
and i'm never going
to be.
Written by
L  27/F/Boston
(27/F/Boston)   
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