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Thinking

by greyjunebug

Grey clouds consume my mind, Fills it with a deadly poison, My heart feels as if it is shrinking and the pain is excruciating, I can not hold it in, I can not pretend that I am not hurt, I can not lie to myself and say "It is nothing", I can not because I am human and I feel everything, I began to think and think of the black abyss I contain, I can not stop thinking and I hate it, I hate it so much, "Stop, stop, stop" But I can not stop feeling I can not, Then, I break into infinite pieces I try to grab each piece But there are too many and the baggage is too heavy and I fall. -Susan
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Apr 26, 2014
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