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Feb 2016
It is not just love that kills the poor girl
But the lack there of
The hatred that burns her
Leaves her empty inside
With no one to help
No one she can confide in
For if she does she is labeled as weak, crazy, two-faced, lazy, a freaky *****, a whale, a UFO, the dog **** on the bottom of someone's shoe
She tries to show she's worth it
But no one listens to her mournful cries
No one cares as she dies...
Inside...
PandaLyn
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PandaLyn  22/F/North Carolina
(22/F/North Carolina)   
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