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Jan 2016
She comes to me to hold her up.
So beautiful and yet so sad
Her would don’t treat her right
Guys hurt her
Friend they hate her
But me I’m her boat in the ocean I keep her floating
Protect her from the hard waters
She use to hurt her self
Dripping blood in to the was to feed the sharks
Frenzy she is looking for a way out
I save her
Opened minded and fair
Beauty and despaired
Her eyes they cry so much yet they are so bright
She keeps floating and I will all ways save her from the beast under the sea
Katrina Zechman
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Katrina Zechman  24/F/Sc, Myrtle Beach
(24/F/Sc, Myrtle Beach)   
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