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Jan 5
I screamed, I shouted
Gave half of my voice to let it all out
My mouth a chasm and words poured out
But like a balloon that ran out of air
My words made no difference
To the person that should care
Her mind of steel could not understand
That those words were right and true

A new year has come and will leave too
But problems from 2019 will come for me soon
I spoke my mind for the first time
And all I got was stares like I was a mime
I cannot stop, I am not free yet
And continue writing my sorrows
In cheap, bitter poetry
Written by
TearDrop Girl
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