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Jul 2018
Who am i...no one
As i pass by even with a quick glimps I'm discusted of what i see...
As I stand there and stare..
My burden thoughts begin..
I see curls that are wild and free...
I see big brown eyes with a frame of glasses...
I see pink lips...
I see a figure of a size thats not fair...
I see pale skin...
I see legs that just want to run to feel free...
I look up agian to see who am i...
I am someone who i wish not to be...
Now in bed putting my burden thoughts to sleep
I really dont know...
Written by
Thehorrible  26/F
(26/F)   
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   --- and MacKenzie Warren
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