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Dec 2014
How loud did I have to scream to be seen?
As the dirt fills my lungs I forget what It feels like to breathe
I became a ghost searching for the light that never came.
Someone turn the lights out, I'm too tired to stay awake.
Haley Elizabeth
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Haley Elizabeth  20/F/In my head
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