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Mar 2018
You are like a summer's day
Why can't you just just go away?
You eat me up, then spit me out,
What was all that about?

Did you get bored of me?
Did you want to set me free?

I thought you were the one
Who could fix me
I guess it's true,
that there are none...
Written by
Elysha Bolt  15/F/Queensland
(15/F/Queensland)   
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