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Apr 2015
If you thought there would be cake here
I'm sorry
Please stay anyway
Please don't leave me like the others
If you thought there would be balloons here
You'll be disappointed
All I have is my deflated ego
My crushed tin foil dreams
Our color scheme is gray
Our party games include Guessing, Struggling, and Heartache.
Our only drink is whine.
Why didn't anyone RSVP?
They came to my last few parties
Some came because they cared
Some came because they were curious
They all left early
When the piΓ±ata dumped a load of angst at their feet
Adriana Lujan-Flores
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Adriana Lujan-Flores  Phoenix, AZ
(Phoenix, AZ)   
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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