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Aug 2013
Oh, don't even bother.
She'll be fine
A girl like her can handle herself


Maybe I can't
Maybe sometimes I ******* fall apart
Maybe my glue just stopped sticking
It's watered down with my tears
Maybe I ran out if tape
I was using it to put my soul back together
Maybe I lost the last bandage
That ***** because I was using it to hide my bruises

Sorry
**I'm not what you expected
Jay
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Jay  Minnesota
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