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Oct 2014
A thousand pages,
Never read.
A vacant path,
Left for dead.
The silent screams
That fill our ears,
The cuts so deep
We cry in fear
You are not the only one,
There's thousands out there
Who's lives are done.
Just rock your head
Accept your fate
We're crash test dummies
Who took the bait.
Release your sympathy
We know who we are.
We've heard our first insult,
We've carved our first scar.
Molly E
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Molly E  Illinois
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