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Broken heart and foolish memories I wish I had never known you, I wish I had never found you Why?? Am I now grieving?? Hot tears falling on my cheeks Blurring my eyes and my body feeling heated up.
A story: A child (Lost in her dreams Living in the lines Of a world nonexistent) A child (Scrapping page by page Swapping age for age Morphing reality for her own) A child
Thank you for electricity.
  The man who you are suppose to be able to trust and love turns out to be the one you have to look out for the most. The man who was suppose to love you and never hurt you turns out to be the one who can't be trusted.
 I Bet you don't know how some of us youths are trying Consistently attempting to filter  and rebirth the "already drugged" mind whose views are confined to material wealth, sex and guns
Every child reaches the age  When their thoughts need no consent. When hearts twist and writhe, Simple encounters evoke torment.   Days pass as moments, Slipping through the tightest of grips;
Mind in pieces; never in peace She can only breathe Silence is a virtue Since inside her mind There are screams Avalanches fall like dominoes She is the only one who knows
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