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Mar 2017 · 227
My Story.
lola Mar 2017
I was lost, I thought all the doors were closed.
      I blamed myself, I thought it was my fault that I had no one to hold.
      I hugged myself tightly and prayed to an uncaring god.
      No one listened, no one believed that I'm cold, and for happiness, to the devil my soul I sold.
        I built a wall between me and the world, they believed that I'm strong, I'm bold.
        No one knew, no one knows and no one will. My story will never be told

— The End —