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Mar 2013
The dust on the floor
Stepped on and ignored
In a pile by the front door
Tracked around and stomped on and  forgotten
I feel helpless and weak
Not sure if I know what Iā€™m doing here anymore
My story has been much to deep
I have sank to the core
The past I had is gone afar
Happiness I once knew
Took off and flew
Like a bird spreading its wings
Flying through the air with no need
Careless and carefree
Able to love whom ever it may need
Flawless Contradictions
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Flawless Contradictions  45/F/Michigan
(45/F/Michigan)   
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