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December 29, 2011

Battle Scars.

Hollow.

A deep, penetrating, hollow.

[in my chest]

I feel the clattering behind my rib cage - just memories and the emptiness of my emotions like dead leaves swirling around barren trees,

typing.  lower.  case.  letters. 

Punching holes through screens: 

[unsatisfactory]:

Sometimes you don't bleed.