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Jan 2012
this is where it started.
everything went as planned.
until she couldn't fake it,
she turned and ran.

things began to fall apart,
slip through her hands
until she couldn't hold on to it
she turned her back.

never were things perfect,
never had they been.
but things seemed to be destructing,
she stopped and cried again.

a wall was built,
no one let through.
until the walls began to crack.
she stopped and wept.

this is just the beginning...
Written by
Ky
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