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Apr 2015
My breath softens
Along with my tears
Cool and wet as the dance
Down a cheek with blood

My eyes water
Along with my hate
Ungrateful mess
Twisted with a taste blade

My hair covers my face
Along with my life
Confused and can't choose
Wither left or right

My mother does not understand
Along with a father
One day the'll know
But once I am gone
Raina Cable
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Raina Cable  18/F/NYC
(18/F/NYC)   
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   Cecil Miller
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