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Jan 2017
A broken mirror,
A bleeding fist,
A silver piece upon my wrist,
Tears fall down to lips unkissed,
Ignore me and I won't exist,
I'm not the kind to be missed.
Kelsey Rhoads
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Kelsey Rhoads  18/F/The dark place of my mind
(18/F/The dark place of my mind)   
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