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Jul 2014
If you know hurt,
you know the late nights and prolonged thoughts.
If you know hurt,
you know how quick your muscles tense and how difficult they loosen.
If you know hurt,
You know the constant emptiness that seeps through the windows of your soul and lounges behind the layer of your eyes.
If you know hurt,
You know numb.
You know breathing, but you know suffocating.
You know hurt.
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   Raquel Butler
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