March 22, 2012
By jesssssssica1 BRONZE, Miami, Florida
jesssssssica1 BRONZE, Miami, Florida
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It is like your own personal storm cloud.Once it settles you cannot escape it. Have you ever wanted to scream so loud? All you can do is stand there and take it.
I fear hope has lost all meaning.A ghost of a smile plastered on my face. Alone I lay in wait for some feeling. That could bring me back to a better place.
You want help that none want to give away. To be as free as a bird from this coldness.To get myself back,there must be a way. I refuse to walk around this soulless.
It's time to be free from this lethargy. To have things put back into clarity.

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