Quixotic Girl

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Sometimes, I can hear my bones straining under the weight of the lives I'm not living.

Girl. Alive. Dead. She feels. Truths and lies. She’s numb. She’s angry. She’s cold. Tired. Happy. Here. Gone tomorrow. Happy, sometimes. Most times. Girl. Alive. Poems, quotes, pictures, stories, memories. Some of them her own.