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Apr 2018
I want to fly but they won't let me.
Seen but never heard by anyone.
It's either their way or no way.
As each day and night slips by.
I die that little bit more inside.
My deep wounds never heal.
My heart is too broken to fix.
I wrote this in poem when I feeling low it is always the best way to release the pain I feel
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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