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biting my bottom lip until it's chapped peeling at the skin i'm on fire but im freezing my body is calm but my brain is out back running laps collapsing in the dirt.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
anxiety poem VI.
biting my bottom lip until it's chapped peeling at the skin i'm on fire but im freezing my body is calm but my brain is out back running laps collapsing in the dirt.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
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