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Mar 2015
I'm emotionless
My heart just feels so empty
I stare a blind eye
Inside I die
My life is stuck on repeat

My mind has a picture
Everything seems so clear
Save up money
Keep on running
My future seems so near

But reality is much different
There's a whole other plan for me
Dead end job
Against a mob
When will I ever break free?

For now I'll hold my head high
Until my time does come
You will never see me dare cry
Because I will rise above.
Brittany Blankenship
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