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Dec 2013
She was
                         so beautiful and understanding
   and unbelievably scarred

And I
wanted to be like her
       but I couldn't escape the dark.


And perhaps the only distinction
from the blades caressing skin
                    was that she fought back abuse
          **but mine came from within.
Emily Pidduck
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Emily Pidduck
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   Nat Lipstadt
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