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#powering
I was a wobbly little girl Tortured by my devil She chased and chased me Hunting me down Criticised my success Laughed at my victory Shortened my smiles Prevented my laughs My first tear My only snap My loudest sob The whitest flag I cried for help there she was I called emergency there she was I raced to school there she was I ran back home there she was Darkness flowed through her veins Jealousy kept her running Black magic empowered her Sorcery concealed the naked my head ****** my hands tied my face torn my vision blurred Now she shoots and shoots and shoots right through me She strikes and strikes and strikes up my smile Protected by my love I realised right then I tried to die once Never again.
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 4:03 PM UTC
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