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Sep 2014
Sometimes I feel like
ripping
apart my skin and
searching
for a reason for why
I feel this
empty.

Maybe my veins are tangled,
or something is lodged in my
ribcage.
Because it feels like something
inside of me is missing

or broken.
JMO
Written by
JMO  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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