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Feb 2019
She has brought us down
But never mind that
Because I must pretend
And write beautiful words for her.

She would never be our choice,
But she was chosen, so I
Must make her a pretty mask
To hide herself behind

So others can call her pretty.
and even worse when it is an adult
Written by
Audra  16/F
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