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Nov 2018
I want to stay
strong, through
all this winter

But you ***** my
strength making
want to fly away

You took it like a
bandit, when you
picked it like a rose
thorn

You said I was fine,
that is not your
decision, this is
my decision

From now on I,
make my own
decisions, because
you pricked me like
a rose thorn

You pricked me like
a rose thorn
This never actually happened, I just a good topic for an emotional poem.
James
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James  13/M
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