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Innocence Lost Blood in my hands Seeps through my fingers Staining My perfect Patent leather shoes My eyes burn As tears run down My freckled Pale white cheeks And in my chest Behind my first Frilly bra My heart beats fast In apprehension Fear Of the unknown As I stand Face to face with myself Seeing what I was And knowing What I would become |
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