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Oct 2014
There's nothing left of me now.
I don't know what I've become.
I don't know if it's good,
I don't know if it's bad,
but I know I want to go back.

I want to feel young again.
Young enough to feel alive,
young enough to have a colourful mind,
and a heart full of ambition.
A time when nothing's ever enough.
ratgirl
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ratgirl  22/F/United Kingdom
(22/F/United Kingdom)   
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