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Dear diary

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The tears we feel when we have no hope

The power we feel when we are alone

The magic we hope to find at the end of the rope

The time we suffer in silence hoping that no one will find us

find us in this state of depth of darkness

The lost little girl who no one believed

The diary she had to leave

Every thing was in that diary her heart her soul and her beliefs.

so this is where she ran away to the darkness and the darkness had begun

She was lost, never to be found… until now

this is where her life has just begun

her new journey with love around

 

 

 

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