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Nov 2015
It is what's forbidden,
But it forbids me to disobey.
I have to watch myself fall down the rabit hole.
I have to see my ambitions right in front of me,
Before they're snatched away by a desperate beggar child.
At least they can finally get what they want,
While I'm being traumatised by what I want and could have
But now never will.
Chloe's Not An Angel
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Chloe's Not An Angel  23/F/UK
(23/F/UK)   
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   Ariel Baptista
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