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Friday, April 1, 2005

Repressed A memory I repressed, Too painful traumatic. My mind could not allow the shock, Preferred not knowing, Throwing it in the cell of my head. Placed a permanent lock. But I hear the screaming of the secret inside. The pounding on the wall. The heat rising, Wanting to come out, Be known be... Sign in to see full entry.

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