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Apr 2016
i cut my hair off once
i used to feel the ends tickle my back
but then i ran my fingers through my hair and
reached my shoulders.
i held my head higher and stood taller.
see
there's a saying that when you cut your hair short
you get a new beginning.
once those frayed ends are let loose,
a new life opens its doors for the new you.
but i didn't see a new door so
i cut it again and
now its too short for my liking.
and i hold the door shut.
i guess i have to grow it out again before
i try anything else with it.
i started this a few days ago and half-heartedly wrapped it up... the inspiration from that moment is gone. oops. i'll try again later
Angie S
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Angie S  24/F
(24/F)   
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