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Oct 2017
I Am a scar of myself
a damaged piece of my former being.
and I ache for redemption.
I want to erase what I have become,
to smear this human I am now,
with the pink bud of a fresh eraser.
lets create something new,
lets wind down and settle in who we are.
it feels nice.
at this point.
Being someone.
being something/
Written by
Delanie  18/M
(18/M)   
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