Aviör/Bullying

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fallen

Alone when surrounded.
Words not ever listened.
No one noticing.
Another reason to retreat.
My mind is the only wall,
I have to keep me sane.
I feel myself slipping.....
A.........
W........
A.........
Y.........

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How did I get here?
What is this on my hands?
Why can't I remember?
Who
Am
I?

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