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Jan 2019
Sink or swim
Holding onto my sanity with a broken limb
There wasn’t much to hold onto
A broken girl with broken dreams
I would go through impossible extremes
Trying to catch a breath
But now i just wanted to be put to death

Some sort of beauty in all the pain
Trying so hard to appear perfect
Was there ever much to gain
Makeup running down my face as i wept
Written by
Magdalena Galindo  17/F/Los Angeles
(17/F/Los Angeles)   
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