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Mar 2014
It's calling my name again,
but now that I think about it,
it always is.

My smile is temporary.
No matter what,
it'll never be as consistent as these scars.

I've tried...
I really have.
But I'm no good at being strong.

I hear it calling my name again,
it's closer now.
I might give in.
Amber K
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Amber K  25/F/United States
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