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Addicted, I burn from within. There is a ferocious need to be touched and loved. It is as if nails have been raked across my soul making it sing and scream in words only you can hear. Yet there is no salvation to be seen. You only hear me when it is convenient for you and the heaviness of being a burden is becoming too much for me to carry
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 8:42 PM UTC
Crave
Addicted, I burn from within. There is a ferocious need to be touched and loved. It is as if nails have been raked across my soul making it sing and scream in words only you can hear. Yet there is no salvation to be seen. You only hear me when it is convenient for you and the heaviness of being a burden is becoming too much for me to carry
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 8:42 PM UTC
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