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Jan 2015
Tears drip slowly down my face
I don't wipe them away
Or ask them to leave
My face hot
I stare ahead
Wondering how this happened
Thoughts wild in my brain
Make me wish and wish that I could escape
Zoë
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   Jamie King and AllAtOnce
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