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Oct 2017
To love the heart, you must be made for me.
I sit so far where no one else can see
I cried. For help. Where you weren’t there  to hear
I drowned inside the ebony deep sea
Where the people around can look and see
The weights attached to me showed me deceit
You were supposed to save and Cherish me
Yet I’m on my last breath that’s left me too.
Eternal Dreams
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Eternal Dreams  18/M/Death bed
(18/M/Death bed)   
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