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Aug 2014
We got high in your dark room,
It was lit up by candles that illuminated the shadows flickering off your skin like fallen leaves.
Here in the dark you looked like a volcano. So powerful.
Why are you afraid?
Shadows flickered down your walls like the petals that lay in my hair. The weeds of my past fill my veins like ivy, strangling me with every breath.
Breathe.
Found this in my journal, don't even remember writing it but it brings back vivid memories
Rebecca Shain
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Rebecca Shain  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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