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Aug 2018
Descending and pretending
I’m flying
when I’m falling
no memories
no remedies
I’m crying
Fear in it’s greatest hour
I cower
As I fall
As I scrawl
Oh how the poet turned sour
Written by
Nathaniel  22/M/US
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     Dathan, patty m and Nathaniel
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