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Is what we need really all we need?
Submitted:Jan 8, 2012 Reads: 9 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
My mind,
The calamity;
Convulsion.
I need to escape.
My body,
Plagued,
And frantic.
I need to run.
My heart,
Mutilated,
Until ruptured.
I need an alternative.
My throat,
Substantial,
Silenced.
I need another box.
I need!
I need....
I need?
I need.
To no avail.
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