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May 2015
She was beautiful girl;
       An angel with a broken wing.
       Wore red high heels and played halo.
       A smile that would light up a room,
       and eyes that begged you to stare.

She lived a long live;
      Made foolish mistakes,
     she revisited them often.
      A broken heart; and most
     of  the pieces; she lost them.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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