If Only They Knew
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MatureComplete Mon, Mar 14, 202215m
She knows that life isn't perfect. She knows she wasn't meant to be here in this world of hate. She knew everything but, nothing all at once. If only they knew too. Her life in the palm of her hands, with a pencil in the other. She'll write her story. So everyone can know. *𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎*
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