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Aug 2014
I hear night sounds (and it makes my heart hurt)
this is the time my chest will be wrapped in blankets from the inside
this is the time when I realize I made a mistake, followed by the time I realize    Iā€™m still making the same mistake (even right now)
I walked for hours wishing something would happen to me (something brand new, I think)
I left a note with my email on it
-anyone at all
i wrote this at 9pm, i dont know
vanessa fonseca
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vanessa fonseca  18/F/massachusetts
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