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Apr 2020
A small little girl had her life taken away from her,
Wishing things would go back to how they were.
But no matter what she was surrounded by the ashes,
She felt so alone and had many gashes.
The reality that once seemed good,
Turned out she misunderstood.
Just when she thought she was broken beyond repair,
She rose up from the ashes right then and there.
I will no longer only make splashes,
Because I'm the one who rose up from the ashes.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  19/F/Looking for homeπŸ›£οΈ
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