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Feb 2018
what a waste of space
my body seems to be,
what a waste of air
i seem to try and breath.

what a waste of words
i try and articulate,
what a waste of passion
disappearing like a flame.

what a waste I am
sipping this wretched drink,
what a waste of a heart
this drink says to me.

*what a waste
Daisy Rae
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Daisy Rae  18/F/small nowhere town
(18/F/small nowhere town)   
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