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Jul 2014
Impatience
and
Anxiety's
fingertips
have found
their way
to my
throat,

they pierced
my skin
with Fury
and
made
me bleed
Alone.
Written 7/10/13.
Deanna
Written by
Deanna  In the trees
(In the trees)   
454
   Jacob and Sasch
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