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Sep 2018
My weakness can become my power,
Yeah.
Nobody can tell me something, i just dont hear em.
I'll run and run, faster than you'll notice me.
Faster than you'll can scream at me.
You'll see just my back, and it's not important whatever you think I'll just,
run
run from all my problems.
From this society where everybody are fake,
and one day
I'll find, for what I was born.
Will you try to change me?

I'm so sick of this.
not everything I write is my mind
Written by
Anne-Marie  16/F/Ukraine
(16/F/Ukraine)   
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