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Mar 2015
My soul turned green,
Seeing you with her.
I bet you speak to her,
The way you spoke to me.

Is it the chaos we brew,
In this *** of sanity?
Or is it my madness,
Leading to this insecurity.

And now I stand alone,
Like I did before.
And you did what you do best,
Broke down my walls and tore apart my soul.

                                                          ­             *Yours truly
Flita Fernandes
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Flita Fernandes  21/F/Texas
(21/F/Texas)   
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