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Nov 2013
A broken picture frame
lay in the corner
My face without a name
because I don't matter
Your motives shine through your eyes
you don't have to defend yourself
I hear the truth ringing through your lies
and I understand now
The only reason you're still here
is because you don't know how to say goodbye
Katlyn Orthman
Written by
Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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