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Apr 2015
I'm alone.
On the deserted Island that Is my own mind.

I'm lost.
In the maze that Is made of my thoughts.

I'm confused.
In the puzzle that Is my own soul

I'm scared
In the darkness that Is made of my heart

I'm stuck.
In the cell of my skin.

I'm cold.
In the shivers of my brain.

I'm stranded.
And don't know how to escape.
Jasmine Roper
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Jasmine Roper  Virginia
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