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Sep 2023
So simple
So kind
No one would ever guess
the scars they carry

the lines
the patches
the gouges
all by the demons she grew up with

She was a dream come true
to everyone but her
so simple
so kind

no one expected
her to lash out
when the **** broke
Writing of the Unknown
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