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it's a compulsion everything inside is crumpling     falling apart          caving in             for                 g               e            tt          i        n     g what it felt like to continue. it's a trigger where it can't be fixed or fought, it just has to happen and then you cope and try to push past it and pretend like at any moment you won't   collapse in the hurricane of emotions that hurl through your body and pulse through your veins.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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it's a compulsion everything inside is crumpling     falling apart          caving in             for                 g               e            tt          i        n     g what it felt like to continue. it's a trigger where it can't be fixed or fought, it just has to happen and then you cope and try to push past it and pretend like at any moment you won't   collapse in the hurricane of emotions that hurl through your body and pulse through your veins.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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