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Mar 2015
NO - YOU'RE DOING IT TO ME

My lovely...
I'm here to help
I want your pain
To clear your mind
To relieve your chest
From the heavy hurt.
Tears filled my eyes
When I read your words
God...
   Let them be lies.
   Let her be safe
   Protect her soul
I can't comprehend the thought
That you could be hurt
So please call me
I'll help you with the load

I love you my lovely
I love you I do
Time heals all
But I can help too
Please call me
Brielle Lachelle
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