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Jan 23
I'm in the backseat of the car
Watching my life pass by in the windows
The car is on autopilot
I dont know how to stop it
But I know it can end anytime
It almost ended today
On the crosswalk
In someways I wanted it to end
I wanted to feel free
No more backseat in the car
No more car at all
Just nothingness
Written by
IsabellaVE  17/F
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