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Gasping for a thought like a deep breath exhaled into a pillow tightly smothered wondering when will I take the next.
Muffled screams no one to hear, yelps with no intention of fixing me.
Intention was the reason for sanity now its the reason for pain.
Copyright © Napua Nelson | Year Posted 2015
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