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Aug 2012
Where did she go?
The curls cut and dyed.
Her face replaced with makeup.
Her fear rises and she explodes.
Our memories forgotten,
She bites hard,
I cling to her essence.
Remind her of what should be.
We had plans for a lifetime.
This is wrong.
I miss her.
Paine has taken over,
Rayne has destroyed her.
All is left is our muddy time capsule,
and all of my scars.
My best friend is gone.
This is about my best friend who changed a lot after going through some hard times.
Heather Weeks
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Heather Weeks  20/F/Monroe LA
(20/F/Monroe LA)   
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