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Sep 2014
The fullness of her chest and the gap between her thighs
Regrets of things she couldn't change smeared on her face.
Loyal and loving, longing for normality
Grey draped under her eyes, a penchant for taking a draw
I'm sorry things didn't get better.
I should have done so much more
Madaline
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Madaline
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