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Sep 2015
I am trapped and he is free, envy blossoms within thy.
I can't breathe, suffocation is near, he cries tear a tear.
I stretched my arm through the iron bars. I touched him only for a second butΒ Β it left scars.

What is my life worth when I am trapped and he is free? Me and him can never be.
Scarlett Riel
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Scarlett Riel
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