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Feb 2011
She was a mixture of red and blue
Combined before violet ensues
Awfully thin for such a warrior heart
Exchanges scraped the ocean floor from the start
Parents that lived for getting high
Father left her by now-sober mother’s side
Aimed to please, affection needs, she looked for other’s best
But found the rest
Men can fake charm and kindness for selfish sake
Target women who were overlooked and dangerous attraction make
Convince that they are necessary, isolate and break all ties
Slip chains in women’s drinks and let hidden hate thrive in lies
My shackled friend was weaker then though now you’d never know
She broke free from abuse of *** and beatings made her grow
Her skin is thick, her thoughts are quick, and any pain she can endure
I am so proud of you, flowered friend of fiery azure
Burn your hurt to ash
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   Megan Kirby
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