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She can't see her shine Her feelings always intertwine Making her feel alone and confined She can be happy, Hell she can even be fine But her Emotions are like walking on a battle Field Waiting to hit a mine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 1/5/2020 3:38:00 PM
The title misled but, but the craftsmanship did not! Well done! Aloha! Rico (should that be craftshership?)
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Date: 1/5/2020 1:00:00 PM
Sounds like a confused young lady Anne, love that last line, waiting to hit a mine. Tom
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