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May 2014
not sure if I am cold
like they believe
or simply numb,
from being treated coldly
for so **** long.

a pretty girl whose smile
is always in rare form
spectators judge
others intriqued
with the quiet storm.

"knock knock,
is anybody home?"
I AM HERE,
but my emotions
are long gone.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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     April and Jayanta
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