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Oct 2014
Sometimes my heart is heavy for no reason,
and I need to sleep,
and cry,
and scream.

I know I need these things,
but I just can't do it in a crowd full of people,
which never gets smaller,
nor any further away from me.

So I will wait for that blishful moment when I am left alone,
but then I will realise
that it was the crowd that held me together all this time.
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