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Nov 2017
I may be living
But I'm most definitely not striving.
I feel like I'm diving to rock bottom
But it waz a minute ago I felt like I was flying.
I get high to feel like I'm floating.
I drink to blur the motion.
Nothing's a solution.
I'm only prolonging the problem.
-Been
It's been a while
Written by
Elizabeth Been  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Styles, Lior Gavra and Mack
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