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Nov 2014
I am lost in this place
filled with silence
chilled by lack of ease
drowning in misery

She sits in wrong
by societies views
this pretty creature
a sheep clothed by wolves

Passively she looks on
few decisions to make
its not worth the bother
to plan an escape

They will hunt you down
and tear out your soul
they know no mercy
death is their goal

So just take your place
and please keep still
it won’t take but a moment
one more victim to ****
Melissa Rose
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Melissa Rose  48/F/Canada
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