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Jul 2014
my wrist yearns to cry
my soul wills to break
my heart throbs to seize
spiraling into an inescapable
depth
darkness
death
paralyzing me
not in fear
but in reality
for this is what I want.
engulfed in silence
my wrist cries
my soul breaks
my heart seizes
falling
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