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She didn't see the life left to be had, All she saw was Darling Dear dark and sad. She held so tightly Darling Dear, four years old Little did she know, Darling Dear had grown up dark and cold. Mama didn't know the strength in Darling Dear, Befriended by the shadows, she had no remaining fears. She loved Mama and Mama loved her back, But nothing was as beautiful as Darling Dear gone black. --Emily Rutledge
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 2:34 PM UTC
Mama's Not-So-Little Girl
She didn't see the life left to be had, All she saw was Darling Dear dark and sad. She held so tightly Darling Dear, four years old Little did she know, Darling Dear had grown up dark and cold. Mama didn't know the strength in Darling Dear, Befriended by the shadows, she had no remaining fears. She loved Mama and Mama loved her back, But nothing was as beautiful as Darling Dear gone black. --Emily Rutledge
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 2:34 PM UTC
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