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Always alone, taught independence.
Figure it out, no one else will.
I needed you, where are you?
Why can't you see my love?
Too wrapped up in you
to see my heart.
Heart bleeding...
Flatline.
Death.
About the Creator
Lindsey Altom
For me, writing runs in the blood. I've written songs, poems and short stories ever since I was a little girl. I mostly like to write about my life experiences mixed with a little fiction or just things that come off the top of my head!
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