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I need to scream

It is the only way for me to rid myself of all this emotion

The affection that has rotted and turned into animosity

I need to cry

Tears that will flush my system

Wetting my throat which has gone dry from the screaming

I need to patch myself up

Like a secondhand book with a frayed spine

As the salty blood mixes with the sugary asphalt

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