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Snap Well, it’s broken now Does anyone really want it now? Who would want a broken arrow? Useless That’s all it is
 The Feels are slowly seeping in. From deep within I feel them rising. Growing stronger by the moment, I wonder if I can fight them. I put on a grin and bear the day. I know that this is the only way.
I see a familiar looking girl,
Remember to believe in the sun when its not shining Remember when you think you cant, that its worth trying
I am left with no words when the mirror yells back   All of my faults.   All in one frame  
See it all began with a feeling a feeling of emptiness of loneliness and numbness a feeling we felt we could conquer we could beat but we couldn't it took over our lives like Rome did to Europe and just like Rome it came crumbling down.
I guess you can say we all have two personalities:   The one during the day, If we asked if we are happy,
If I was thinner, Would you like me? If I was taller, Would you like me?
The Night arrived room, The flame lit up the glistening blade. Her towel fell from her body, on the ground it laid.   A drop of moisture from her hair, curved her upwards chest.
You tell me to raise my hand when I know the answer.  I have several answers for the things you want me to know. I know where Belgium is. I know why CO2 is a greenhouse gas. I know who the fifth president was.
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