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Feb 2019
One two three
How many can I see
In the water, on the roads in the trees
Why is it none of them breathe
Why is it only some of them bleed
Everywhere I am they follow me
Everywhere my dead body
Bringing my broken fantasy
Into the cold light of reality
Reminding me that this won’t last for perpetuity
That I don’t have to suffer for eternity
Written by
Rose Cliff  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Perry
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