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May 2018
ive been consumed by the language you use
by the thoughts in my head
and the blue in my mind
the blue that controls me
a pure addiction from the soul
every day a little stronger
and every night a little longer
now stop giving me those ***** looks
now that im calmer stop captivating my innocence
stop concieving my skeleton like its a statue
stop controling me in every thing that i do
im done
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ella  13/F
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