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Jan 2015
Its only me and them. Everyone else has left me. I only have them to talk to. Why.. They are there everyday.. I can't escape even if when I want to. They hold me by my thoart looking me with their black eyes starring into my soul. They tear me down as I try to fight. I fight for my life.. But I'm losing this war. I keep failing at the mission.. There is no escape from them.
Amya Green
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Amya Green  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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