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My bones
they ache
of something.
Abuse, neglect, pain.
Harder to breathe with every blow.
I'd run and run and run
if there were somewhere left to go.
Help me.
they ache
of something.
Abuse, neglect, pain.
Harder to breathe with every blow.
I'd run and run and run
if there were somewhere left to go.
Help me.
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Thank you in advance. 😊
$1/month
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9:02 PM, 2/17/11
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absolutely relevant and very easy to relate to, well done. very emotional. sometimes you feel so scared/ sad that you can't breathe.