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Jun 2013
Short hair,
Framing a face in greasy locks
Colourless eyes,
That are drenched in more shades than I've ever seen
I make no effort as of late to appear invested.
Clothes hang off of a sunken frame,
That once seemed appealing
I guess I'm a bit delapitated.
Anna
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