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Dec 2023
Trauma shapes her outward projection,
A sorrowful display of rejection
And repeated emotional assault.
She needs to know that it was never her fault.
That there's still love left to give.
That there's a life that hasn't been lived,
She can acknowledge the darkness within,
and have no desire to live in sin.
Underneath her skin is an innocent core
It turns out she was never a *****
Who would've guessed!
Veronica
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Veronica  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Christine Ely
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