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May 2018
i need to breathe
i need to leave
but as my feelings are conceived
all i cannot see is me
and as I'm blinded by your lies
its the truth where I'm most surprised
when i choke and i bleed
the last thing i need is a we
but when you just leave me to be
trust me ill be dead within a week
Written by
ella  13/F
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