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Jul 2017
He.
He is so kind to me,
but his heart is filled with sorrow.
Him.
For it is him who makes me smile everyday,
even though I see his eyes hide pain.
His.
A castle could be his, that's not even the least he could own,
but I wish there was something I could offer, to repay for my tow.

And, now.
Me, myself, and I.*
I, am not special.
Myself, am alone.
Me, I wish to be someone else.
He, is all she could ask for.
She, is all he could dream for.
Jasmine Reid
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Jasmine Reid  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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