Sylvia Plath — "I felt like I was a prisoner, trapped in my own skin."
I felt like I was a prisoner, trapped in my own skin.
I felt like I was a prisoner, trapped in my own skin.
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"I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to suffer. When I am grown, I shall be a poet."
"I am so utterly strong. I am so utterly weak."
"Is there no way out of the mind?"
"I am a walking, talking, breathing semicolon."
"I felt myself melting into the shadows, a formless gray blur."
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