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Feb 2011
Seeing and smiling, I calmly explode,
Typically unpredictiable, I am
Shaking sorrow from my coat,
Drowning in rage.

Living and lost in oblivion,
I'm breathing but still not here.
An outsite in my own life, I
Rely on broken cruise control.
Early poem.
Written by
Erin A Reed
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