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Nov 2019
throw me to the ground
I wont make a sound
this isn't by choice
it seems you've stolen my voice
you spit out regret
it sounds just like me
can't you see
who you're really hurting?
please
please
a silent plead
to stop
but your too far down
I'm left to watch you
miss every step
down these stares
don't you even care?
its to late
I watch it on loop
I look in the mirror
has rage stole your voice?
yes its stares not stairs
Jasmine dryer
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Jasmine dryer  17/F/drowing in emotion,
(17/F/drowing in emotion,)   
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