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Jun 2014
All my thoughts and breaths lost
Secrets I won't again tell
I've been dragged from the top
I'm in my own hell
But I was okay
It was my soul to sell
Until I looked in the mirror
The thing that I feared
Make-up & tears
Streaming down my face
M Fitz
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