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Apr 2015
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Helpless

I remember that it hurt,
to see you hurt.
The destruction he caused,
cursed your self-being.
Once a lovely flower,
but now a lonely ****.
Your eyes tell stories of the complete
Victoria Lynn Voll
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Victoria Lynn Voll  Prison
(Prison)   
553
   NV
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