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a body betrayeda heart destroyeda mind in confusionand yet a womanis capable of taking painand transforming it into triumph

R.H. Sin
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I'm hurting because the color of my skin makes me perfect for their target practice.

R.H. Sin
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be good to yourselfyou're the only youyou'll ever get

R.H. Sin , em Whiskey Words & a Shovel III
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You were the devil. Dressed in everything. I wanted.

R H Sin
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