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Feb 2019
Sometimes all you can do is wait.
Wait for the tears,
Wait for the relief.
But sometimes they don't come.
Sometimes,
You lay down,
You state at the roof,
You shake with sadness.
The tears don't come
And the relief doesn't come.
Madison
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Madison  17/F/Somewhere I dont wanna be
(17/F/Somewhere I dont wanna be)   
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