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the story of me and my posse
"Remember who you represent."
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Sometimes at 10:30pm
Sometimes I sit in my room at 10:30pm just listening to songs that make my heart pound and give me a nervous/excited feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Dangerous songs".
And I have no words of my own to add to these, I can just sit here with my hands and heart open.
Trust without borders.
Maybe I'll write words later. Maybe not.
I'm feeling stuck.
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Cairo Grace
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
I'm just an 18 year old girl writing about the story of me. The loves in my life and the struggles in my life. And the story of my posse. Posse: A group of men whom the sheriff may call on to assist in keeping order. "Remember who you represent."
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