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Jul 2020
I don't know how I'm supposed to heal
If I keep drowning in you
How am I supposed to act like you don't exist

What an inticing reality
One where I haven't suffered
One where I haven't felt pain

I have endured so much
And it's supposed to make me stronger

Why do I feel weaker?
The process between wallowing in self pity and being molded by the flames.
Gabriela Cintron
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Gabriela Cintron  20/F/Texas, USA
(20/F/Texas, USA)   
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