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You cannot heal me for I am not a broken soul. My spirit carries heavy burdens but my colours never dull. Pointed torches in my face this light, it hurts my eyes. I was led alone, I sobbed thinking no one heard my cries. I smile in the face of the enemy and laugh in the face of a friend. It is not that I am lying but that I must pretend.
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
// These pills don't work //
You cannot heal me for I am not a broken soul. My spirit carries heavy burdens but my colours never dull. Pointed torches in my face this light, it hurts my eyes. I was led alone, I sobbed thinking no one heard my cries. I smile in the face of the enemy and laugh in the face of a friend. It is not that I am lying but that I must pretend.
ChupaJade
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
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