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Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Eating, Crying and Quietly Dying
Eating : It's all I do. it numbs the pain that is too big to stand.
Crying: Mostly I don't. Then when I do it rips out my insides.
Quietly Dying: She can't stand it. Someone can't stand it where she is. She wants to be snuffed out.
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