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Aug 2016
I was changed.
Altered by your words.
Forever deformed...
Never to be recognized.
No longer me.
But scraps of what I used to be.
Your words were knives.
And they slit me.
Ripped me.
Don't you see;
the effect of the words you speak?
Now, may I please
R.I.P.
Think before you speak. For words are powerful and can **** faster then anything else...
Ravanna Dee
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Ravanna Dee  18/F
(18/F)   
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