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#sullied
I am not pure. I threw it away So I could choose where it landed. I wasn't safe in my skin I thought it could happen again I didn't believe that I could get away Escape, for real. I thought her presence was permanent And in a way, I was right. But not in the way that I feared.
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Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
Sullied
*Teddy bear, soft, warm Milky, curly hair— pawing Bear in lambs clothing*
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Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 3:22 PM UTC
Uncouth