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Sep 2013
All I wanted
When I was a little girl
Was a strong jaw
And a steely stare
Grew up thinking
That's what it took
To face the world
Unblinking, unafraid
Strong enough
To do everything alone
But I look at myself now
Scarred and hard
Cold like ice
A storm raging on
Inside my head
And I think
Maybe I should've waited
Just a little bit longer
To grow up.
I basically predicted Frozen.
Written by
Rae Mort  Canada
(Canada)   
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