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Jul 2015
My eyes are stinging
I feel tired now,
Just let me lay down.
I want to be alone.
Do I really though?
I want to be held.
I'm fed up with myself.
I mess up everything,
Always.
Jellyfish
Written by
Jellyfish  26/F/Under The Sea
(26/F/Under The Sea)   
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