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Dec 2017
I stay up till 2 am,
So my eyelids shut as quickly as possible,
So I don’t have to think.
My memories are the trigger,
My thoughts are the bullet,
My tears are the pain.
Buckley Grace
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Buckley Grace  17/F
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