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May 2014
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It all stays bottled up inside of me
Sometimes it leaks out my eyelids
streaming out down my cheeks
Sometimes it seeps out through my pores
when I wake up in a cold sweat
Written by
That Girl
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   Hilda, Afrodita Nestor, Margaret, individuality-exists, Timothy and 1 other
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