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Dec 2015
i try so hard

to fight but my heart

wont go far to help

me, no

and my own two hands

will start bleeding again

because i cant help

that my heart is

a hole in the ground

were all diseased

angels falling down

tell them all im sorry

its all falling through

a hole in the ground

everyone waiting on their cue

to turn and run from me

tell them all im sorry

tell them all im sorry

youre an angel.
Written by
emily driscoll
133
   Sumina Thapaliya
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