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Jul 2019
I keep it high.
I keep a laugh.
I make a smile.
I compartmentalise.

11 days into July.
Life has took a turn.
A loss,
a sudden death.
I compartmentalise.

House filled in darkness,
echoing shouts of anger.
I'm trying to compartmentalise.

I keep it low.
I keep it buried.
I make a smile.
I compartmentalise.

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{ e.i. }
Little Azaleah
Written by
Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
(21/F/BN)   
189
   zelda rangel
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