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Barbara Crane

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

10 poems·Since March 2013
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Understood

May 9, 2013
They think they understand But they don’t know what Living my life will demand So used to being called a slut Even by someone you know You’re hurt until you can’t feel And you just want to go Where everything is still Cause the whole world is your enemy so Your run but you can’t hide the past And you just want to die With time going too fast No one knows how much you lie To protect those that you love Trying so hard to cover up their mess But I’m standing at the edge; all I need is one last touch And they couldn't care less…
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