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Feb 2018
I'm falling apart, as i sit here and write this.
I am trying so hard to fight off the darkness, but it's left it's kiss.
She was stolen from me and now i don't know what to do.
Look up at the sky and scream, scream till you no longer have to.
I can sometimes see her when i look up at the moon.
She was stolen from me; her story is finished Too Soon.
Babygirl
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Babygirl  22/F/Saint Cloud
(22/F/Saint Cloud)   
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   Amelia Crake
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