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Sep 2017
there is
a box
where i keep
my feelings.
there is
a lock
that keeps
the box
shut
and a key
that i wear
on a chain
around my neck.
that box
will stay
locked tight
because my feelings
don't get me anywhere
but hell.
i'm so tired
of giving
my all
only to lose
a piece of myself
in the process.
i don't want to
lose anything else.
i don't have
anything else
to lose.
i have already
lost myself.
briannah rae
Written by
briannah rae  17/F
(17/F)   
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     Jack Jenkins and ---
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