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Feb 2016
The world never saw me for who I was
now that I think about it
the world never saw me
Somehow I escaped all their memories
I avoided all records of the time i spent here
my slate is white as snow
and much cleaner then my couscous
I thought you already knew this
I am an invisible girl
you have to see me to believe it
I hate this but I was bored and posted something. My muse went out to go **** my demons so I will be writing again soon.
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