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A Poem by Evelyn

Did you think that somehowThe old me will remainThat I'd still be in that skinWhere I'd cut through the pain?Am I suppose to reflectwithout succeeding..

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A Poem by Evelyn

They sit upon the very top of us allin power, in greedthey abuse and pretend that it was not the fault of their bladethat made you bleedAnd I never re..

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