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Jun 2016
We all have something
Something that hurts
That causes a void
Makes us shudder
Something that's sore
That's touchy
What we want to hide
There's a part in us all
That doesn't want to be known
Heard of
Touched upon
Spoke of
No matter how small
It's there
That click
That sets us off
Either into sadness
Madness
Or some extreme emotion
But that's normal
We are perfect
Yet imperfect
We are beautiful
For our ugliness
What I mean to say is
Nobody here is perfectly fine
But that's what makes us
Perfectly us
That Girl With The Notebook
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That Girl With The Notebook  Queens
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