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I didn't ask to be born into this world there's too much pressure being someones babygirl. Delicate, with dignity I once was but I turn into a freak as dawn transforms into dusk. At night, I close my wide eyes and darkness consumes me entirely no more light. I defeat God's will, there is no more fight no more worries, little to no care. Atlas I transform until a mothers worse nightmare
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Dec 30, 2015
Dec 30, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
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I didn't ask to be born into this world there's too much pressure being someones babygirl. Delicate, with dignity I once was but I turn into a freak as dawn transforms into dusk. At night, I close my wide eyes and darkness consumes me entirely no more light. I defeat God's will, there is no more fight no more worries, little to no care. Atlas I transform until a mothers worse nightmare
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Dec 30, 2015
Dec 30, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
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