My money is up my heart is missing, reminiscing, my future is distant but it's still glistening.
I just pray I don't end up missing, but no one is listening, too forgiving...
I'm just going to put all my emotions into my writing and keep on fighting, Living.
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Author:
Tiffany.A (Pseudonym) (
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