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Aug 2013
it's just another night of worthless tears
as the haunting Fears creep into my mind,
i'm just Praying they won't succumb to me
as they become our unfortunate reality.

when will you ever understand
that our Imperfections have gotten to the best of us;
there's something better for us Apart,
a decision less painful on the heart.

how did we get here?
this place which has become our perfect hell--
where the lies keep slipping
and my heartstrings are ripping.
Shanna Howse
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Shanna Howse
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   Austin B
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