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Apr 2015
She stared blankly at me
Her beautiful bold eyes
Deep down she was in pain
She was rejected by society
Was she good enough?
Her big curly Afro
Her smooth face
The mark above her lip
She stared and I stared back
I wonder what she saw
Donna Bella
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Donna Bella  25/F/Florida
(25/F/Florida)   
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