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Freedom

by savigirl14

I used to be a cutter. When the stress got to be too much, I would make red tears. I would feel better for a little while, then be sad again. Now I have found happy things in my life. My siblings, my crush and my friends. I am no longer a slave to the blade I am free to do what I want to keep myself happy. Now and forever, I will experience freedom.
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I am a very creative person. I love to read, write, sing, dance and act. Poetry to me is a way of self expression that lightens someone's heart. I love white chocolate and my favorite book is Anne of Green Gables

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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