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Aug 2015
Persistently shaking her bottle,
Not seeing the cracks they are forming.. Little by little losing more and more.. Slowly dripping down, becoming a steady flow. Until they finally break her, the bottle holding her pain shatters.
Cayla frazier
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Cayla frazier  alabama
(alabama)   
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