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Apr 2020
tangled hair but she no longer cares
skirt ripped and fingers wet
in a ditch her body lay
her chest frozen with her last breath
what could she do when the boogeyman
set his sights on her
this was not the kind of ending
even a girl like her deserved
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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