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I walked through the evening bustle at the market and that was when I saw a woman. The only thing making her stand out from the rest is the glow of calling surrounding her. Skin caved in and I knew for all the lines on her body creates the story of the way her heart got broken at 14. The terrible things she did and 4am yells to god to forgive her. She begs for his mercy and help. God bless her now 76 years later lays a smile on her face though skin carrying the emotions she had and will have in her life.
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
I'm kind of scared of growing older
I walked through the evening bustle at the market and that was when I saw a woman. The only thing making her stand out from the rest is the glow of calling surrounding her. Skin caved in and I knew for all the lines on her body creates the story of the way her heart got broken at 14. The terrible things she did and 4am yells to god to forgive her. She begs for his mercy and help. God bless her now 76 years later lays a smile on her face though skin carrying the emotions she had and will have in her life.
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
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