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Nov 2013
I'm surrounded, but you're the only one here
You're just a ghost, why does your voice sound so clear?
I stare at the edge, trying to disappear
You say to not stress, to not shed a tear
But the pain inside overtakes my fear,
My heart has cracked from your aimless spear.

I was born to have the constant pain inside,
Born to fall asleep every night with a cry.
I was born so everything I touch will die,
Born to be a pawn in societies lies.

The darkness around me is closing in,
The line between control and panic wears thin.
Trying to find something to have faith in,
As the devil walks next to me, asking where I've been.
Antonina Berezowska
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Antonina Berezowska  New York
(New York)   
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