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Mar 2014
It's a hollowness in the pit of my bones
Like an infection in the core of being
I can't feel anything but the sensation of caving in on myself
And have the over whelming urge that I'm about to collapse
I'm alone, So alone
And only I can hear the madness in my marrow
Or the vipers in my throat
And I am alone
So alone
I'm just drowning
Quinn
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Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
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