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Because I don't live in a vacuum there is a black hole inside of me. And it devours words from outside- pulls them from their mouths and into the depths of me. Every line beckons internal anarchy. Every syllable punctuates my doubt. I     am         their                                       I                  thoughts.                        am                                                                   their                                                                            words. And I would that within didn't come from without.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
Black Hole
Because I don't live in a vacuum there is a black hole inside of me. And it devours words from outside- pulls them from their mouths and into the depths of me. Every line beckons internal anarchy. Every syllable punctuates my doubt. I     am         their                                       I                  thoughts.                        am                                                                   their                                                                            words. And I would that within didn't come from without.
I wish that who I am didn't depend on other people.
michaela-s
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
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