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Aug 2014
Leave me, but don’t please
I fear I’m not my own, you see
I’m  stuck and built of bone, you see
Perhaps I am not meant to be

My sadness is the world at large
I feel the things I hear, you see
I don’t know what is meant for me
I’m bent, you see, I’m bent

What do I do- its near, you see
My thoughts are barely here, you see
I am not what my best can be, and please-Don’t judge my fragility

I know the actions I must take,
But listen, it's my life at stake
Much harder is to give, than take
-my fear, I cannot Fake
Stella Stardust
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Stella Stardust
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