I Can Relate

July 1, 2013

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Young girl so lost, her path gloomy with fear.

Afraid that her past may find her here.

So she wanders aimlessly into a repetitive sea of guilt, never to find her way out.

Oh young girl, how I know you so well.

Your heart is weak and your story I tell...

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