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Jul 2016
Trust me there is no solace within these walls

Oh, angel,  if I could only tear open my heart

And find you inside

Oh angel, if I could ride on this acidic wind

Over the concrete bars and skeleton trees

High up with their planes

Back to sweet home

Back to my old life

Oh if I could turn back time...

To find my family there...
Emma
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Emma  24/F/Ireland
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