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Jan 2019
She held the pain of her past in her eyes.
She had sad eyes...
She thought is was better to hold onto that pain for fear of not having anything to hold onto at all.
It was a choice.
To cry.
To hurt.
She’s choosing to be free now
To let go of her pain.
To bring back to light and joy that used to reside in this wide, brown eyes.
Written by
SJA
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