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Jan 2015
you make my heart runaway
it sprints at the sight of you
i run to catch up to it
to hold it dear and keep it safe
but im too late
i watch you rip it apart with a grin

dropping the tattered bits to the ground,
i run to hold them in my hands
to try to save what you destroyed
Rhianna Thorn
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Rhianna Thorn  Sydney, Australia
(Sydney, Australia)   
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   Devon Webb
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