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Jan 2019
They haunt me,
The corridors of our school,
Yellow like sun,
But in me, darkness is all that they drew.
There, I met you,
There, I fell for you,
There, you made me cry,
There, I was torn apart inside.
I remember your voice,
Echoing through the air,
And your eyes staring into mine,
My soul they never spared.
I burned with love for you,
But you didn’t care,
That yellow corridor,
You just left me there.
I can barely walk through them,
With every step I take,
My stitches are coming undone,
I just wish to leave,
That burden I can no longer carry.
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth  18/F
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