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Oct 2016
A univeral sence of escape
      Not just my own luxury
     Trapped behind the walls
   Screaming with my silenced voice
       I am okay , I promise
        
       These markings on my body
        mean nothing
       Yet each one has its own
       Significance
       Meaning something to me

       I am sorry
      I am okay, I promise
      I am not okay ,but I guess that doesn't matter to you.
    Because you aren't even there
Melanin
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