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May 2018
Pretty girls who spend hours looking in the mirror
With nothing but fear in their eyes
Because they can't seem to relise
The beauty that goes deeper than the words
Can describe.
The beauty that has been carved into their souls
Only to be baracated by the evergrowing darkness
That can only grow
Until it becomes their whole life.
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Moni
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Moni  19/F/California
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