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| kerry |
my mouth is chalky and i'm sweating and my stomach churns... the clash is playing a silent lullaby that won't put me to sleep, which is something i hope to find even though i'm not tired. i walk around my bedroom blindly in the dark, my reflection is a ghost... my room is screaming, but not loud enough to make the world wake up. |
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