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May 2014
My heart is quaking in my chest
a walnut resides in my throat
I feel my emotions tremble
my eye sight quivers

No more
no more
I dwell on my secondary life
Nostalgia creeps behind me like an intrepid ghost
Never more
never more

My bones feel hallow
my feet ache from their travels
my hands grow wrinkle and worn

Please no
please
just let me be
the vines surround flesh
Swallows me into darkness
No more
no more

I miss what once was
Yet never can come to be again
I want to go home
Home is no longer home
Nebraska Sinclair
Written by
Nebraska Sinclair  26/F
(26/F)   
500
   Devon Webb
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