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Apr 2014
I can scarce breathe
Tears clog my throat
There must be something
Crushing my lungs
Keeping me from freedom
I'm dying
I cannot
I will not
Grovel
I am in pain
There is this
Ripping
Tearing
Brutal crushing
Going on
Inside of me
Who I am
Has been lost
It has been crushed
Broken and scarred
How am I alive
I am myself
Written by
I am myself
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