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Dec 2013
lost innocence,
shattered porcelain,
i was slipping in to something
a little more raw,
a soul-broken baby doll.

i cried so many tears
runny paint,
dead eyes.
i pulled the laces,
cut the ties,
and i started running.

i started running and
i ran back in to you.
lionness
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lionness  23/F/idaho
(23/F/idaho)   
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