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Aug 2015
It's strange how
fragile
life is

We're all delicately
put together like paper dolls
ready to break at
any given point

Our bodies
weak
so easily destroyed

A knife to the heart
A bullet to the head
A hideous accident

It's unfair

Why live
only to go through such pain?
Taya
Written by
Taya
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     ---, Earl Jane and Rapunzoll
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