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there are holes in my body where i was pinned to the stars my voice cries out to eternity begging for silence don't tell me i'm overreacting when my eyes are bloodshot and blackened when i'm clutching my knees as i shake screaming profanities and nonsense and numbers and how dearly my soul misses the galaxies it's travelled when i'm begging for peace whilst waging a war against the dissonance of my thoughts don't tell me i'm overreacting when fever dreams are my only escape
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
the light at the end of the crematorium
there are holes in my body where i was pinned to the stars my voice cries out to eternity begging for silence don't tell me i'm overreacting when my eyes are bloodshot and blackened when i'm clutching my knees as i shake screaming profanities and nonsense and numbers and how dearly my soul misses the galaxies it's travelled when i'm begging for peace whilst waging a war against the dissonance of my thoughts don't tell me i'm overreacting when fever dreams are my only escape
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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