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Emptiness Weak, Powerless, Damaged and beyond repair. I am unable to control my direction or my life. I want to scream and shout and rage, Beat my fists, Scratch, kick, bite, Hitting again and again and again Until they feel my pain, Until they understand my anger, Until they are silent And no longer criticize me for being weak. But instead, I swing wildly at the air, Cutting myself on mouthed obscenities and tears. I am empty bottle on a horizonless sea. The artwork "Faery in a Bottle" was created by Maery Morrison and is used with permission. 
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