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I'm a half broke horse, like the ones Jeanette Walls wrote about. Half tamed: Half the trouble But half of me's still spirited and independent, Obdurate. I do me, and I don't do rules. I don't know what shaped me Maybe the fact I had life Come at me too early. Dealing with endless hate between my family, Scars to deep on a 14 year old. Or maybe it's because every time I get myself into some terrible **** it always turns out better than expect. Maybe cause I'm secretly Lucky, I secretly rebel, but always half good. Always half attentive and abiding.
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:32 AM UTC
Half Broke Horse
I'm a half broke horse, like the ones Jeanette Walls wrote about. Half tamed: Half the trouble But half of me's still spirited and independent, Obdurate. I do me, and I don't do rules. I don't know what shaped me Maybe the fact I had life Come at me too early. Dealing with endless hate between my family, Scars to deep on a 14 year old. Or maybe it's because every time I get myself into some terrible **** it always turns out better than expect. Maybe cause I'm secretly Lucky, I secretly rebel, but always half good. Always half attentive and abiding.
julia-lane
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:32 AM UTC
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