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Jul 2019
It's time to un-***** this fantasized head 
of mine. wouldn't you say?
There isn't no one else to blame.
When through all the sunny days, all i see is rain.  
It's time that my higher self showed itself. 
Made an appearance.
wouldn't you say.? 
So show yourself.
Show me that i HAVEN'T been
left on the shelf
(again) 
HAVEN'T been left to fend for
my self. (again)
My own fault i know, but as i am talking to my higher-self What's my fault,
is also your fault.
Show me that i am praying for more
than just myself.
Melissa Taylor
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Melissa Taylor  31/F/West midlands
(31/F/West midlands)   
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