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Nov 2020
There's no telling when the time has passed
To turn around and make amends
Though I made time to live a lie
And to pretend
Always knew that soon
The dream would have to end

Now is not the time
Here is not the place
To play at innocence
Ugly flower
****** waste

Through the glass reflected back at me
The person I was supposed to be

The time is past
The flower's withered
With each day
The rot spreads quicker
Who's to blame
As I grow sicker?

Such a shame
Such a shame
Such a shame
Rae
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Rae  29/F/USA
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