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Dec 2016
Waking up
All alone
Feeling as if
You have no home

Walking around
Head hanging low
Worked all your life
With nothing to show

Wondering why
You feel this way
Hurting yourself
Every single day

It will never end
This war inside
At least not until
You say your last goodbye
Breanna Riddle
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Breanna Riddle  22/F/Maryland
(22/F/Maryland)   
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