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Jun 2018
The coldness sweeps in, the thoughts start racing, the darkness takes over. It chains me down. It makes me beg. It makes me cry. "you are mine and mine to keep, i'll make you lay in eternal peace." I shut my mouth, I close my eyes as I start to cry and wonder why. They tell me to hush or things will get worse. I hold things inside, soon i'll burst.
~ G.P.O
Written by
Geanna  16/F/Florida
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