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at the age of six

her parents died

she had to live with a sweet lady

she met a boy in the attic

they played together since then

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at the age of seven

the boy fell off a bike

she cried for help

he told her that it's okay

just because it bleeds

doesn't always mean it hurts

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at the age of ten

they went fishing together

she caught a goldfish

and named it after the boy

the boy cried

because the fish won't stop staring at him

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at the age of twelve

she fell off a horse and broke her ankle

she cried in pain

he told her that it's okay

but just because it doesn't bleed

doesn't mean it doesn't hurt

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at the age of fourteen

her friends didn't like her

because she doesn't wear pink

and her hair is too short

she asked him if she look okay

he told her how

she is always beautiful

so beautiful,

it hurt sometimes

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at the age of seventeen

she asked him

what's the point of getting a tattoo

he told her how

books and poetry are tattooed dead trees

and so are we

when we die

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so since andrea (centaurhemmo) is being a little shit for giving me false hope there ya go

???if you hit enter too much your writing will sound like a poetry

this sucks lmao

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