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Jul 2018
Living in your mind is like living In hell
Responding to your master every time he rings his bell
Even though he can tell
How many times you have fell
He just doesn’t care.
The pain is sometimes too much to bear.
Every night you say a prayer
Yet you still feel like no one is there.
Isabell blue
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Isabell blue  14/F/Iowa
(14/F/Iowa)   
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