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Mar 2019
She was beautiful, but not like other girls,
She was strong like the trees in the mountains range,
She was beautiful on the way she fills up some peoples emptiness that even she cannot do to herself.
She wasn’t beautiful with that mask of her,
She is beautiful because of the silver linings in her back and clutch right through the heart.
Bloodyrabbitt
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Bloodyrabbitt  19/M
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