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Jun 2017
Can't you see what's happening?
I don't think I can admit because...
Because I love you so much it hurts
It really hurts
Am I not suppose to speak?
Express myself?
Am I suppose to sit pretty?
Don't speak unless spoken to?
Does it matter?
Do I?
My soul has grown old and my heart is growing dead.
Forgot my lines and I'm the star of the show.
Pass.
Are you okay?
Pass.
Taylor Pyle
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Taylor Pyle  24/F
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