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Oct 2014
I hear the lies you spread
Feel every ounce of hate

"Give it a rest!"

God, I wish I feel no more.

I feel like ******* trash.
Hear the **** that you say.

I know you speak of my past.
Know what ever you say.

"alone, yes we all know."

Lonesome I am.
Fearful I live.

I hear the **** that you say
Feel every truth within it.

Never, am I going back.
Hitting the high way

Never looking back.

Speak of me then.

Spread the truth about me.
Tell everyone who you see.

"I'm sorry for being me."

Take my one last breath.

Fall down, with the rest.
Written by
Isabelle Emily  26/F/California
(26/F/California)   
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