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Jan 2016
A darkened soul, with a touch of beauty no doubt
Beautiful inside, because of the scars on the out
The pain can not be locked
Inside
Cuz if it was we would surly die
So the wounds leak with blood in thin lines
The fear within,it just grinds
But what a beautifully sad soul that's locked inside
Waiting patiently for someone to find
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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