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Sep 2017
I'll close my eyes and pretend
You're the enemy -I'll make you a friend

And I promise I won't complain
I'll suffer -this is my pain

Look up, can you see sixty miles away?
I see a storm, I prefer not to say

I'm learning to embrace my dark
I'll take all the sorrow to create the spark

It's one of those times when it gets hard to believe
But the only thing standing in my way is me

I'm all empty, and I can't find my hope
Everyone says "It's okay" -is that the new vogue?

For all the times I was left on my own
I never fell -instead I learnt a little more
Annie
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Annie  22/F/Pakistan
(22/F/Pakistan)   
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