Damned from the start dark mind and dark soul
Buried in the ground there's no place called home
This is not my house this is a hole
There is people beside me in this dome
Dark times desperate for some company
Curious to know if I'm remembered
I'm not the first there's plenty more if any
To have one of those crazy ass dreams differed
This is one of those real depressing times
I am lost in a deep trance of thought
One of those thoughts was me dancing for dimes
Cops said stop I didn't till I was caught
I didn't just go and let them take me
I fought because I wanted to be free.
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P.s. Has not been edited please make book covers if possible plz💋
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This is MY Story.
Short StoryJust a diary of a girls life and thoughts. It's just that simple.
