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May 2013
she wanted to sparkle, she wanted to shine
they'd pat her head and tell her she was fine
it may glitter but it'll never be gold
the world wasn't hers to hold
arms come up empty
when promises are plenty
eyes become afraid to see
that she is young, she is free
the chains that bind
are hers to find
she has the key
this is just a memory
of a life painted black
nothing has to hold her back
voices fade in and out
between a whisper and a shout
she's drinking from a broken cup
it's these things that wake her up
the night seems so long
she'll sing a broken song
in these moments there's peace
she'll find a sweet release
and she'll know
that she's meant to grow
and she will sparkle
she will shine
Ashley Brooke Payne
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Ashley Brooke Payne  Dawsonville, GA
(Dawsonville, GA)   
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