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Jun 2015
My hearts beats against my ribs in rage, screaming don't lock me up in this cage, I'm in too much pain. These tears are all the same they take no fault or anger for my emotional complaints. I'm not a devil nor a saint. You promised you'd one but you never came. I think out loud who's really to blame for making me beautiful in my pain.
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Izzy
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