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Feb 2019
getting number day by day,
i don't know what i can say,
please mom, stay...
don't fade away,

i need you.
things just seem to be getting worse and i want to cry everyday, but i guess i'll just wade through these dark waters.
newpoetica
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newpoetica  21/F/California
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