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Nov 2018
i don't know how to feel
am i allowed to be sad
am i allowed to cry
i did this
i picked this
i hurt you
so i know i don't get to cry
but
here i am
pages wet
ink and mascara running
Written by
q  19/F
(19/F)   
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     J Watson, faith autumn, --- and Marrisa
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