

This is IThis is I She is an unprotected girl in a confused state of mind, Searching so deep into her inner thoughts that she becomes trapped, She lies quietly succumbing to the pain she feels, It pulls her down every moment of her life, She is reminded of the minute errors that drive her to the edge, They scream wildly begging to be released from her overt soul, Wants to be loved, yearning for attention that she doesn\'t receive, She tries to refurbish the once kindled effervescent love she had, Instead, it is effaced out of existence. . .. Incongruous. Soft tears roll down her face, changinThis is I
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