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Jul 6
You not only gave me purpose,
You silenced the cries from my bleeding lips,
made my eyes glisten with joy, not tears.
grew flowers from the burnt ashes in my skin.
You encased hope in my unraveled brain.
Yet I felt nothing
Written by
Keely Fleming  16/F
(16/F)   
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