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Ann P Jun 2018
World is cruel
Wounding me
Hurting me
Making me feel like I am alone
My heart is used to the scratches from the past
The dangerously beautiful scars
From those who've ever stayed
From faith that has been stolen
I said enough was enough
Hypnotizing myself
Thinking I would never found the treasure
And my heart is ****** cold
But then something is shining so bright
Blinding the eyes of my heart
Standing there magnificently
Three ashtonishing treasures
With all the warms
Melting the cold heart
Vowing so confidently
To always beautify my chapters of life
To always be mine

My best friends

The most beautiful treasures
that will always be mine

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