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Mar 2019
tears becoming romantic with
last night's eyeliner - black streaks
trickling down olive-skinned faces.

repeated self-talks. imperfect bodies.
heart's been broken for years, and yet the
bags under my eyes don't have enough
capacity to be able to carry the shattered
remains.
ugh.
parie
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parie  16/F/Australia
(16/F/Australia)   
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   Ansley, John Destalo and Brenna Janes
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