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Nov 2014
The mass of this broken finality that has entitled me
To embrace the shards of glass
This empty vessel that has empowers how much she truly deserves nothing
This thing labeled a girl a teenager a liar
Is oh so broken.
The aftermath of my actions
Are not always as I had desired
This brain of mine does not allow me to critque my thoughts with the best of logical reasoning
As you try to repair
Something that was left behind long ago
The ashes will fill your lungs
Suffocate the innocence your intentions once held
While I watch
I will ****** you with utter satisfaction
As I weep in agony
For what you once were
Autumn
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Autumn  24/F
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   ---, stΓ©phane noir and Erenn
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