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Lily Feb 2017
Deleting things I really meant
Only to replace with words of pretend
Life has always been like this for me
I say one nice thing
Take it back with profanity
Like iron walls surrounding me like a prison
It remain's all year
No matter what the season
Wolf's skin draped over my shoulder
You'll never see through exactly what i'm hiding under


©Leigh
Oct. 25, 2016

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