I am waiting for the feelings to break out of me, to overpower me, from my stomach to my head or immediately flow to my fingers and on papers, but nothing happens. Silently it throb within me, the pain mute and persistently scratching at my self-image, scratched stripes, from my ego is not more than a small pile of remains. Small, naked and miserable, trying to cover herself….
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