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Jan 2014
Everything about me is
A little too perfectly imperfect.
The wrong things make me feel right,
And I am one hell of a hot mess.
I break everything I touch,
And yet everything that's broken turns to gold.
Everything that brings me life,
Is proven to **** me at some point in time.
Jordan Frances
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