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Jul 2014
When I steep down,
My heart disappears and I feel weightless.
Confused, scared, excitement spins in me as I'm falling to my death.
I feel weak,
Tears trickling down my face,
So cold.
I close my eyes to avoid the fear in me,
But yet I'm still afraid.
When it's done,
I laugh.
How crazy was I to think I would lose all my identity.
It's just a roller coaster.
I put a lil twist to my poem hahaa.
Latiaaa
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Latiaaa  26/F/Chicago
(26/F/Chicago)   
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