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Jun 2014
Confused is black.
It smells like a thick cloud of burning smoke.
It tastes like after taste of cigarettes.
It sounds like someone screaming for help.
It feels like a burning agony from inside.
It looks like a deep dark tunnel.
Confused is being lost in the clouds.
being lost with life at times and didn't know how to explain my feelings deep within
Written by
Victoria Tran  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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