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Jun 2014
My wrists lay frail and bound
on the tops of my thighs
bruised, fragile
all because I couldn't learn
to say the words to
break the chains that bind me
so tightly to the lies that
weigh me down with
every word that leaves
your mouth.
Ashleigh Black
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Ashleigh Black  27/F/Owosso, Michigan
(27/F/Owosso, Michigan)   
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