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by Menamadness7

Love that She's older now, she is more clever things don't seem to bother.  She would shatter you with a bit of her consciousness while she scortches you with her intelligence. She is the definition of sparkle, it's something that you constructed Through the destruction, you once had started. It no longer exists I displayed out loud I'm no longer your bih I'm out.
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Published
Mar 11, 2018
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You've taught me to love myself thank you.

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