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Trying so hard 

At least to be noticed

But nothing shines through this darkness.


It smothers me,

Killing my light and dragging me back down.


I can't breathe.

I can't live.


Why can't they see me ?

Why can't they hear me?

Why can't they help me?




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This pic isn't mine. no photo i add to a chapter is mine - theyre on google :) so thank you to the beautiful people who put them there. the only image i own from this book is the cover

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