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Mar 2015
|           She was a soul
                 So bliss,
             She was a girl
            So meaningful,
She could catch those falling,
    If they were not careful.
She rode a ridged rough road.
             Hell and back,
             She would go.
               Over Time,
     Her road turned to blur.
              She was me,
                   Until
             I had lost her.
Kaitlyn A Warnken
Written by
Kaitlyn A Warnken  West Virginia
(West Virginia)   
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