Rosa Flintholm Biography

Late at night,
when I wander in the hallways.
I feel like a ghost,
haunting only myself,
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Something must've went wrong.
Already at birth I suppose, a terrible mistake must've been made.
Something is horribly wrong, she's only 14.
She's still a kid.
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We are like shells
Pretty and unique on the outside.
Filled with life on the inside.
Unfortunately mine has grown hollow.
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Why are the thoughts so loud.
There is not enough room in my head for them.
It seems like they're spilling out and flooding everywhere.
Every inch of my room is covered in my thoughts now.
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My room is strangely empty,
Just like me
sorry that wasn't funny.
Not funny, just facts
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