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Mar 2012
Tears pouring from her red eyes,
Her heart beaten to a pulp,
No part of her is whole,
Emptiness consumes her every breath,
Love changed her,
Hopes turned evil,
No longer alive inside,
She slips under,
Her numbness keeps her hidden,
She is unlovable,
She is no one,
She Is Me.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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