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Train Song


I walk, surrounded by people But so alone Kids rushing, bolting, nudging As I trudge along Suddenly People slow down Lisening A train whistle, blowing, Loud and free I look up and grin Because it's talking to me
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I am a seriously messed up girl with some crazy-shit problems. Poetry has always been my escape, and I want to share it with the world.

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