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Jan 2013
"Maybe I am just another **** up."
She whispered into my ear
"All of them were right,
keeping me away from their children. and whispering in the dark"
A heart cries from the darkness
and a young girl runs out
Strings from her cut off shorts streaming behind her
She tackles my friend into the mud
"You are free!" she screamed into her face
"You are free! Fight back!" she cried
Tears streaking the mud now plastered onto her face.
"You are free."
At that point they faded into the mud
Sin and savior all one within the dirt
Azlynn Jane Andrews
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