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Jul 2013
You know I'm afraid of heights.
Yet you try to put me on an airway flight!
You know I'm not a fan of the dark.
But you still insist on taking my night light!
You know I hate the spot light.
And you sigh me up for my school talent show!

Can't yo see your pushing me towards the edge...
When you know I'm terrified that I'll fall.
Can't you tell I'm about to break...
And you continue to squeeze even harder.
Can't you listen to my screams...
'Cuz you don't know how badly I'm in pain.

Why do you fail at realizing these thing?!
Ruth
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Ruth  America
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