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a damsel in no distresscheers to every strong and independent woman / out there in the open, / she who faces excruciating d
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when dawn comesi caressed the soft and smooth / pillowcase against my calloused hands, / to the one that whimpers /
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unhappyhappiness is a risk, / and to risk means to know its cost
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monodramait’s just a facade, / a perfectly practiced one. / her bones are made of stone / but her heart’s mad
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wire hangerfrom a pitch black and deafening silence / came my beating heart / repetitive and loud it was, / a n
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