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Jun 2012
Would you like to see my scars?
Their is no shape just lines of abuse  
Tenderness is my plague
My heart is of no use
Here I’m so lost
My bones are frayed
An awkward silence could not fill this space
Flawless Contradictions
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Flawless Contradictions  50/F/Michigan
(50/F/Michigan)   
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