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Apr 2015
I use to be the girl that was always happy,
The girl who never was sad,
The girl that was never worried about the next day,
The girl that had no worries,
And then she fell In love,
Was happier then ever,
Then her demons came out to play,
Her lover was gone,
Her happiness was gone,
She laid in her bed,
While the voices drowned out everything,
They told her to trust them,
That they would never leave her,
They laid their hand out for her to reach,
She went to grab their hand,
But something wouldn't let her,
Something stronger pulled her out of her trance,
And tell this day she will never understand,
Why it held her back....
Jaide Tennyson 3
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Jaide Tennyson 3
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