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Jan 2015
The moment you want to cry.
you cant stop it.
its would all be easier if you were to die.
not dealing with everyone making you feel like ****.

Why cant anyone hear?
The blade screams my name.
I'm shaking from fear.
I walk by in shame.

Every day I try to confess.
I feel invisible, please see me.
Even if I look like a mess.
Im drowning in a black sea.
Britty Bruce
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Britty Bruce  iowa
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