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Dec 2014
When you feel like life is playing a trick on you
Birds stop singing
Oceans stop moving
The sun is not shinning
Your heart is slowly dying
You want to run
But don't know where
You want to scream
Seems to loud
Walls get higher
Skin turns red
Eyes without bliss
Soul slowly dying
Your feeling lost.
Meghan Makenzie
Written by
Meghan Makenzie  16/F/Louisiana
(16/F/Louisiana)   
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