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Aug 19
It hurts so bad
Want to peel off my skin
Tear everything apart
And shred it to bits
But still won’t be enough
For embers will cry for relief
There exists no respite
Destined for suffering.
Arpitha
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Arpitha  31/F/India
(31/F/India)   
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     Sherri Woodman, So and Xolia
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