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I can’t help who I am, all my truths that I reveal. I’m an open coloring book. My thoughts are yours to steal. My soul is inside out, can’t be anything but real. My open heart is generous; not a wound that needs to heal
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Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
Coloring Book
I can’t help who I am, all my truths that I reveal. I’m an open coloring book. My thoughts are yours to steal. My soul is inside out, can’t be anything but real. My open heart is generous; not a wound that needs to heal
nicole-feekes
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Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
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