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Jun 2014
When blood runs into your eyes
It doesn't turn your vision crimson,
It doesn't make you think of red and hate
It blurs your view to whatever comes next.
Mrs Ashley Somebody
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Mrs Ashley Somebody  27/F/No longer wandering :)
(27/F/No longer wandering :))   
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