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Feb 2015
I know that she's hurting inside,
I know how much it's killing her,
but she didn't show it.
She continue to held her head up high,
and face 'em straight.
She was strong enough to keep it in
until
no one was around to see her fallen tears.

{ E.I }
Gladiolus, the flower of strength.
Little Azaleah
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Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
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