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|{What do you do with the people who live inside you? The lost souls who once swam across the canvas of the universe before they found a home in you and never left. The screams they brought with them, the laughter they kept hidden in the corner of your lips, the whispers of love & life they leaked into your dreams… what about the shivers of their torment that run up your spine, or the grief of their betrayals that echoed in the song you sung. What do you do with the people who live inside you? Soaked in the colourless void of being left alone, battling with the coddling need of affection, biting their listless tongues so you could breathe. What do you do with the people who live inside you? Ravaging through your chest cavity they keep your fears hidden in treasure boxes they made with their own languid hope. They cradled your sorrows when you stood at the edge and stared down at the world you wanted to crash into, the world that was swallowing you whole. Pretending to hold each other close they sewed your faith together. 
What would you do without the people who live inside you?}