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So I Thought


I thought if I closed my eyes, I would go to sleep. And dream of beauty and butterflies and forget my broken wings. I thought if I had laid there, stone cold and sweet, maybe I could call up the image of fairies at my feet. But instead I felt the callous hands I've felt time and time again running down my body Destroying me at best.
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savigirl14
<p>Very powerful</p>

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