there are times when I can'tfeel my heart beating inside my chest.it seems that the blood in my veinsbacks up like a city-wide traffic jamfilled with blaring horns and red-facedmotorists in a rush to getnowhere.I listen, but there is no sound of the constant thump thump.it's one thing to lose your keys.not even a reason to panic when youlose your mind.you can go on perfectly content being crazy.but this dead feeling between my...
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Monday, 4 April 2011
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