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Jun 2014
It's all coming
back to me again

(The Sadness)

It hits me in waves
[Like the pain underneath
the bottom of my ribs]

It screams so loud it
blocks all else sounds

Creeping isn't its thing;
Attacking from behind though is

(And I guess this is
all my fault)

It's my fault for ever thinking
That I could be
happy

      normal

                            

                       (I can't get rid of it.
                                     Please help me get rid of it.)
(Originally 'happy' was over lined [at least I think that's the word for it, hah], but since there's no such option here, I used italics.)
Sophia
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Sophia  Gender Questioning/everywhere and nowhere
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   huwriting and Tessa Marie Freeman
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