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Sometimes the need inside is huge.
Sometimes the need is a hungry beast....... a demanding beast.
Sometimes it claws at my innards - tearing them to shreds.
Sometimes it wraps its claws around my throat and I cannot breath.
Sometimes it grasps my heart and squeezes it - till it feels as though it will burst.
And when it is done ravaging my body - it leaves me weak and helpless and afraid... curled into a little tight ball ..... crying.
Sometimes I wish I could kill the beast inside.
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