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Dec 2015
red cheeks and
shaking hands
i will learn my lesson
one way or another
with sharp edges
and scalding touch
maybe i can rid myself of the
black shadow that has
taken up residence in
my chest
then maybe
just maybe
i can begin to make things
right
Cassidy Mae
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Cassidy Mae
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