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Jun 2017
Golden rainbows
flow from her skull bone
Hands filled with metal
she takes a final bow
she never wants to settle
any of her scores
A thoughtless head
wavering a never ending war
That dies with his lead

Eyes drowning in mist
her hands curled in her lap
the shape of pointless fist
The strangers laugh
in unrecognized town
Funny at their low level
you're finally down
A clever devil
He makes no sound

A tired voice begins
Words she already knows
never repeated again
This time will hold

It's not what you deserve
It's what you believe
A self loving love;
Don't be deceived.
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
(24/the same as you)   
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     Kayleen Amato, Shanath, Aazzy and sirwca
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