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Who is she?

                              I stumble the street
                              to run away from it all
                              I look in the mirror
                              all I see is her
                              Lost in a world                  
                              of temporary release
                              out of control
                              cause her father is deceased
                              the world crumbles under her feet
                              she's falling miles and miles deep
                              I want to save her
                              But my legs are too weak
                              I hold her down
                              Tied to a seat
                              But the reality is
                              She's me
Written by liz (BlueRoseLiz)
Published | Edited 15th Feb 2014
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