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Dec 2015
I didn't ask to be born into this world
there's too much pressure
being someones babygirl.

Delicate, with dignity
I once was
but I turn into a freak
as dawn transforms into dusk.

At night,
I close my wide eyes
and darkness consumes me entirely
no more light.

I defeat God's will,
there is no more fight
no more worries,
little to no care.

Atlas I transform

until a mothers worse
*nightmare
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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