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May 2018
These days nothing lasts.
Ruined life's broken hearts.
Dreams live only to die.
Hope never stood a chance.
Taken chances to be happy.
Everything breaks so easy.
No peace no freedom either.
Done with the prison called home.
Getting on the train leaving for
Something better than this.
This is about the place that I grew up and how I don't regret leaving.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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