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Written by Sophie Jayne Whitrick 

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I was a woman before my time

Now I’m just a girl with a rhyme

It hurts in my head

The voices wish me dead

Question is it better to live?

To the world, what do I give?

I am a burden, a worthless soul.

Once a dreamer with unreachable goals.

Now those dreams just echoes

Who knows how this story goes?