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Her mind was a battlefield Instead of bullets, Thoughts were being fired Wounding her and making her weak She was in a war against herself A war impossible to win
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
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Her mind was a battlefield Instead of bullets, Thoughts were being fired Wounding her and making her weak She was in a war against herself A war impossible to win
emily-reider
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
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