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lightening strike

Look at her, the way she moves herself Don't you see the hurt? how fragile Like the highest metal peak, waiting for the lightning to Strike Again During the storm There's not much left Her outer shell is all

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ashleighru

Published: May 16, 2017
LinesWords: 839

Tags: #fragile #hurt #alone #different #night

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