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Feb 2012
Judge me,
strip me raw.
Let's see if I
survive the fall.

Push to the limit,
bend me till I break.
Cut till you reach
bone. I need to know
what I can take.

Tell me what you
really think. Tell
me what you see.
Let's piece together
the person you consider
me to be.

Judge me.
Lauren Christina Pearson
Written by
Lauren Christina Pearson  Saint Charles, MO
(Saint Charles, MO)   
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