rip its fragile paper heart,
cause you can find the gold somewhere else
than something that is ruined by the rain
blowned by the wind
damaged
i'm going to give up.
not worth it.
let go.
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My Name Is Trisha. I'm A Sophomore At Independence High. I'm Also A Sixers Cheerleader. When You Meet Me, I'm A Bit Shy. But Once You Know Me, I'm The Bitch That Makes Your Life A Artificial Hell.
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