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My Edges

My edges got snatched And they never came back While I was getting those tracks They got detached There's this empty space At the side of my face I feel ashamed They were even tamed Sick of wearing headbands Just to cover those strands Hoping they'll return I'm getting so concerned Everyday I get fried I want to hide They say my hairline Looks like frankenstein I go home crying I keep on trying To grow them out Without a doubt Next thing you know They start to grow I then show them off And they start to cough
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Esther_lowo
17 / F
For You?
Written by
Esther_lowo
17 / F
Published
Feb 23, 2016
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#sad#growth#jealous#edges#fried#snatched#hairline
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