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Dec 2013
I don’t let people in
I am my own therapist
No one gets to see the inside of this emotional carcass

My secrets are guarded
By seemingly logical thoughts
They can’t escape through my sewn together lips
Even if I would want them to

I am my own therapist
I don’t let people in
*ever
Ironatmosphere
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Ironatmosphere
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   M, Leannán, rj, --- and ---
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