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Mar 2018
The whispers of “Sorry”, haunt your brow
Shall I bear the burden of your guilt?
I don’t want to.
Call me selfish and afraid.
But I’ll laugh at that thought,
As I cry my pain away.
Danielle
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Danielle  28/F/Vermont
(28/F/Vermont)   
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