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Jul 2012
I hate it when the highs bring the lows
and each dive delivers a mightier blow
I am let down deeper I slowly drown
My mind is set in an invisible frown
Now I hide the suffocation inside
Because I need to be strong for the ride of the high.
Written by
Hannah Rose Norton
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