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Sep 2013
People think so **** low of me

Yet, expect so much

With nothing to give in return

But more lies and remorse

It dims the light inside me

Causes my inner flame to fade away

I need to know Iā€™m valued

Not just caught in the middle

Of this hell hole we call life

I need somebody to comfort me

That person I can call late at night
Tabitha Sullivan
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Tabitha Sullivan  Maine
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