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Nov 2013
swallow & fill the hollow
place where my soul's face
is supposed to sit. ****
makes me smile, takes
away the belief I can do nothing. today
I am someone. tomorrow I'll buy
****, feel empty, remember your seed
in fondness or regret. my favorite sin.
forgive me or **** me. I take what I can get.
Written by
Amelia Jo Anne  Canada
(Canada)   
878
   Emilia Sinclair
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