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My skin the coffin to my decaying insides The knots in my stomach where anxiety resides The chewed off fingernails The bruises on my arm The wondering who will feed the cats if tomorrow I'm gone
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 2:46 PM UTC
The Cats
My skin the coffin to my decaying insides The knots in my stomach where anxiety resides The chewed off fingernails The bruises on my arm The wondering who will feed the cats if tomorrow I'm gone
Late night thoughts
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 2:46 PM UTC
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