screaming,
breathing.
I'm not so still anymore.
its like every ounce
of fire has come to a surface.
this is what you never see.
but i need to get rid of her.
and i need to do it fast
and i need you to understand
and i need you to agree.
Please.
She holds me.
I'm forced to store her.
A free mind that's a mess,is better than a chemically altered state of being.
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