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Sep 2020
She is strong enough
to hide her wounds and tears.
And meets the world with
a warm hug and bright smile.
Even though the wounds are deep
And she knows, it will take years
to fill them...
But she disgusts over herself
As she can't stand being weak
So she picks up her sword
to bring an end to it...before it ends her too.
Every girl out there is a born warrior, fighting with a grace like that of a queen.
Khaab
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Khaab  18/F/I don't know
(18/F/I don't know)   
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