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January 12, 2017
a real down to eath chick
a 6 foot under chick
walk around yet nobody notices
stays under the radar
cries to make it far
self vs self
internally its a war
i choose life
i choose death
always looking for strenght
hoping somebody hears my cries
kicks the chair
waits to die
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