May 14, 2011
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She can feel them attempting to burst past her paper damp skin.
pushing and scrapping on the interior of her body.
They squirm similar to hungry roaches.
She can see their nasty grotesque bodies mis forming and extending from her original shell.
Underneath her pallid texture lie anxieties screaming for an escape.
Like bugs.
Like roaches.

She can not release them.
They must remain contained.

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