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Sep 2019
Hurt
I'm struck with desire,
Stuck in madness,
Tucked into hunger,
tricked into fading,
I fell along the rapids of blood,
Washing my soul away
with all my hope
and dreams
Written by
Ellie Murry  14/F/Kentucky
(14/F/Kentucky)   
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