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Sep 2010
i was never meant for this
i was born wrong, a reincarnation misplacement
this foreign heart, beating and feeling too fast for my own good
an alien to my own existence

perhaps i should have been a free bird
or a lonesome whale, i'm used to the deepest and darkest of trenches

this wounded animal inside of me, it's spiraling me down again
and i'm tired, so ******* tired
of getting up again
© AlyssiaAnderson

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ivory
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ivory  30/F/nowhere/everywhere
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