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May 2012
I was never Momma's little angel

Or Daddy's little girl

I was always the one

Whose hair would never curl

Never very beautiful, never very smart

But always wishing for something better

Somewhere in my heart

Different person, different place

Leave my fears behind, my past erased

Leave this place of solitude, leave this place of doubt

Healing rain fall from the skies

And heal my heart's eternal drought
Kayla Jennings
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Kayla Jennings
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