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I am bones & blood & dust. I am water & skin & teeth. I am physical. I am not more. I am empty. My bones a cage of which the birds were let out long ago. My heart a vessel that long since has sank. The walls of my mind vandalized by those not invited. My skin a cardboard box torn to shreds & left out in the rain. It is cold here. I am empty. I have nothing left to give. Nothing left to pay you with. Please, go.
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Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
I am empty
I am bones & blood & dust. I am water & skin & teeth. I am physical. I am not more. I am empty. My bones a cage of which the birds were let out long ago. My heart a vessel that long since has sank. The walls of my mind vandalized by those not invited. My skin a cardboard box torn to shreds & left out in the rain. It is cold here. I am empty. I have nothing left to give. Nothing left to pay you with. Please, go.
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21/F/Florida
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
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