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Jul 2014
"I'm fine." she said.
as her soul was drowning.
slowly sinking
deeper,
and deeper
till the point of return
was no longer in sight.

she laughed at the
slightest ease
attempting to muffle the
screams of hell
that were escaping
inside her.

showcasing her
fake smile so often
that you wouldn't
be able to tell
the difference
between them.

forcing her way into
false realities
trying to tame
the insanity
of the world around her;
the world inside her.

"I'm fine." she said
wishing that in
some way,
some day,
that one person
would acknowledge
that she is certainly
not okay..
people call me swatz
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people call me swatz  London
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