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kendyll brown

(06.07.1993 / california, USA)

2.20.2012


this perception
of reality
isnt reality at all

its nothing
its percieved to be
its not an open book

you cant look right through
you cant judge
and assume that to be so

because what u see
is not everything,
or anything u thought it would be

the girls who seems so happy,
goes home to cut
and cries herself to sleep

she looks in the mirror
and doesnt like what she shes
and that girl is me

Submitted: Tuesday, March 06, 2012

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