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Dec 2018
i remember how i stood there
on the rooftop
the air brushing my face
as i watched cars drive past below
i stared down at the traffic
and i realised-
did i belong?
so i thought; what was to belong?
to starve yourself to be beautiful?
to chase a boy who would never acknowledge me?
to hate myself?
i breathed deeply,
and i felt the overwhelming urge to jump.
Written by
mia x  14/F
(14/F)   
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   sky-blue
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