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Mar 2020
This memory bring back to much pain
This pain is hidden behind these walls
These walls build higher and higher
Each day bring more suffering she want
The suffering to stop those pills she think
Helps get Rid of those memory
When they stop working she falls down
Again she build up those wall
as those walls fall down
When she in her room
At 3 am thinking about those memories
As she opens the pill bottle she wonder
If she’ll ever be happy
But as those memories flood back
she want it to stop
One swallow and it stops

RLC
Written by
Rebekah Crews  22/F
(22/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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