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Nov 2014
I feel like I am my own Earth
I will keep giving and giving
And people will keep using and using
Until finally I am empty
Depleted of any substance
That once kept me whole
I am the earth because every time
I am broken and destroyed
I grow back stronger
But there will come a time
When the blows to my roots
Are so strong, and my cuts so deep
There is no rebirth, no healing.
I will have given all I can.
It is coming soon, I feel it
In my crooked and broken bones
And I will let it **** me,
As is my purpose
And my destruction
Happy for you
Never for me
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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