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Mar 2015
I can't read
Any words but my own
I don't want to follow
Any moves but my own
But I am numb
Numb all over
Because I hurt so much
But I can't feel it
Nothing at all
Just my clouded head
And aching stomach
My stinging eyes
Dry from the tears
My love, oh sweet love...
I'm thankful for our years
Brielle Lachelle
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