overcoming pain

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What I write may sound deep But it's real life What I write may be critiqued But it's real life What pushes me to do this What motivates me to do this Pain did
My body is a sieve. Full of holes, yet still whole. And intact.   It's a bit rusty in places- once shiny and new, the metal frame is tainted,
Stand up and fight, Shy little girl, Meek as a rabbit – Taunted, tortured, and tormented By their words.   Stand up and fight, Glass doll, Pile of shattered shards with
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