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A beautiful girl has a toxic mind; she tries so hard to keep in line. Her thoughts are fire, wild and treacherous. They make her believe that she made a mess of this. Burned and scarred, the black smoke passes. Yet she’s still worried about falling to ashes from flaky bones and charred skin, but she’d rather burn than let anyone in.                                                                               November 5, 2014
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
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A beautiful girl has a toxic mind; she tries so hard to keep in line. Her thoughts are fire, wild and treacherous. They make her believe that she made a mess of this. Burned and scarred, the black smoke passes. Yet she’s still worried about falling to ashes from flaky bones and charred skin, but she’d rather burn than let anyone in.                                                                               November 5, 2014
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Jan 7, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
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