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Sep 2013
Girl, you've got ****** hips.
Girl, you've got scarred wrists.

We've gotta fix this ******* mix.
Find a way to not, and "cut" that ****

No "please stop"s or watery eyes.
Only "Be strong" and "You can do this".

That isn't the way to be happy, ***.
You know that this is only dumb.

If you think you can't do this, all you have to do is try.
I won't stop loving you if you don't succeed the first time.

I'll hold your hand walking there, and nudge you in the right direction.
Let you go from there.

You might think you need me, but I know you can do this on your own.
And if you want help, I'll help you.

You're strong, you're brave.
You're everything you are, and you're more than you think.
I wrote this the third. I was feeling bad, so I decided to write something happier. Kinda.
Kathleen
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Kathleen  Florida
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