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Nov 2016
I get really upset
and where are you
the one I am meant to tell everything to.

Where were you
when he died
all my anger
I can no longer hide.

Like the baker and the bread
we used to be
but you sold every slice
then there was no longer me
Stephanie Grace
Written by
Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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