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Mar 2018
I open up to the world and try to fill the void
I made to myself
But they are quiet, and the sound of silence
is the fear of the weak.
Myself is driving me into a corner of despair
and hollow loneliness.
It takes me to a deep place
where I know I'll never be found.
And I scream to the nowhere because
I'm desperate for them to find me.
P Marrero
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P Marrero  18/F/Orlando, FL
(18/F/Orlando, FL)   
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