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May 2016
Sometimes I get sad
So sad in fact
That
I feel like tugging on the split ends of my braids
Until they fall off
I feel like runningΒ Β 
Until I collapse
I feel like screaming
Until there is no more sound
I feel like sleeping for so long
That I never wake up
But then again
I also feel
Absolutely
*Nothing
Gabrielle
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Gabrielle  United States
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