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Jun 2014
Long brown hair
Foolish eyes
Broken heart
Twisted cries

How the hell am I pretty?

I rely on self destruction as a distraction from real life.

That's not pretty.
Somebody called me pretty......


Not at all.
Ruthie
Written by
Ruthie  Dublin, Ireland
(Dublin, Ireland)   
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