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Feb 2015
My lies and my story.
My pain, and my life.
The darkest hour is when I was at my worst,
when I was  down on my knees.
Now I'm weak and in my darkest hour.
To many people in my ear, and on my back.
The darkest hour the warmest night.
I have no time to love but I lost my trust in *you
Selena Ybarra
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Selena Ybarra  20/Androgynous/PASCAGOULA
(20/Androgynous/PASCAGOULA)   
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