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Apr 2018
Jesus, Allah, Yahweh, Buddha
I don’t know which one of y’all is real
So I’m going to tell you all how I feel
I’m in pain
The sun is shining but to me it seems like all it does is rain
I’m so drained
Emotionally, physically, and spiritually
Do you all even remember my name?
it seems like you’ve forgotten
I feel so rotten
As if my soul is starting to decay
I wish more than anything that  I could be washed away
To a better place
But we all know that’s not the case
that’s why we need to sit down and have this face-to-face
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
And I feel like y’all are being mighty ******* fake  
So for goodness sake
Listen to my prayers if you care
Because I can feel my heart starting to tear
Like I said I don’t know how much more of this I can bear
Margarita Kamara
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Margarita Kamara  19/F/Virginia
(19/F/Virginia)   
150
   arizona
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